text_original: Polly Ann regarded me scornfully as I stood bedraggled before her. "Redskins!" she cried. "Nonsense! I reckon it's all talk about redskins." But we had scarce caught up ere we saw Tom standing rigid with his hand raised.
text_transcription: POLLY ANN REGARDED ME SCORNFULLY AS I STOOD BEDRAGGLED BEFORE HER REDSKINS SHE CRIED NONSENSE I RECKON IT'S ALL TALK ABOUT REDSKINS BUT WE HAD SCARCE CAUGHT UP ERE WE SAW TOM STANDING RIGID WITH HIS HAND RAISED
phonemes: pˈɑːli ˈæn ɹᵻɡˈɑːɹdᵻd mˌiː skˈɔːɹnfəli æz aɪ stˈʊd bᵻdɹˈæɡəld bᵻfˈɔːɹ hɜː. "ɹˈɛdskɪnz!" ʃiː kɹˈaɪd. "nˈɑːnsəns! aɪ ɹˈɛkən ɪts ˈɔːl tˈɔːk ɐbˌaʊt ɹˈɛdskɪnz." bˌʌt wiː hæd skˈɛɹs kˈɔːt ˌʌp ˈɛɹ wiː sˈɔː tˈɑːm stˈændɪŋ ɹˈɪdʒɪd wɪð hɪz hˈænd ɹˈeɪzd.