text_original: He was a tall, spare man like my father, a Scotchman, but his hair was in a cue. "Come in, Duncan," said my father, quietly. "Davy, run out for wood." Loath as I was to go, I obeyed.
text_transcription: HE WAS A TALL SPARE MAN LIKE MY FATHER A SCOTCHMAN BUT HIS HAIR WAS IN A CUE COME IN DUNCAN SAID MY FATHER QUIETLY DAVY RUN OUT FOR WOOD LOPE AS I WAS TO GO I OBEYED
phonemes: hiː wʌzɐ tˈɔːl, spˈɛɹ mˈæn lˈaɪk maɪ fˈɑːðɚ, ɐ skˈɑːtʃmən, bˌʌt hɪz hˈɛɹ wʌz ɪn ɐ kjˈuː. "kˈʌm ˈɪn, dˈʌŋkən," sˈɛd maɪ fˈɑːðɚ, kwˈaɪətli. "dˈeɪvi, ɹˈʌn ˈaʊt fɔːɹ wˈʊd." lˈoʊθ æz aɪ wʌz tə ɡˈoʊ, aɪ oʊbˈeɪd.