text_original: "A backwoodsman named Trimble went to Rutledge with credentials from North Carolina, and has gone off to Cherokee Ford to join McCall." "Bless my soul!" exclaimed the first gentleman. He came up and laid his hand on my shoulder, and said:   "Where is Mr. Temple?" "That I don't know, sir." "When did he go away?"
text_transcription: A BACKWOODSMAN NAMED TREMBULL WENT TO RUTLEDGE WITH CREDENTIALS FROM NORTH CAROLINA AND HAS GONE OFF TO CHEROKEE FORD TO JOIN MACALL BLESS MY SOUL EXCLAIMED THE FIRST GENTLEMAN HE CAME UP AND LAID HIS HAND ON MY SHOULDER AND SAID WHERE'S MISTER TEMPLE THAT I DON'T KNOW SIR WHEN DID HE GO AWAY
phonemes: "ɐ bˈækwʊdzmən nˈeɪmd tɹˈɪmbəl wɛnt tə ɹˈʌɾəldʒ wɪð kɹᵻdˈɛnʃəlz fɹʌm nˈɔːɹθ kˌæɹəlˈaɪnə, ænd hɐz ɡɔn ˈɔf tə tʃˈɛɹoʊkˌiː fˈɔːɹd tə dʒˈɔɪn mə kˈɔːl." "blˈɛs maɪ sˈoʊl!" ɛksklˈeɪmd ðə fˈɜːst dʒˈɛntəlmən. hiː kˈeɪm ˌʌp ænd lˈeɪd hɪz hˈænd ˌɔn maɪ ʃˈoʊldɚ, ænd sˈɛd:   "wˌɛɹ ɪz mˈɪstɚ. tˈɛmpəl?" "ðæt aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ, sˌɜː." "wˌɛn dˈɪd hiː ɡˌoʊ ɐwˈeɪ?"