text_original: "Game rare?" said he to my father. "None sae good, now," said my father. "I reckon not. My cabin's on Beaver Creek some forty mile above, and game's going there, too."
text_transcription: GAME RARE SAID HE TO MY FATHER NONE SO GOOD NOW SAID MY FATHER I RECKON NOT MY CABIN'S ON BEAVER CREEK SOME FORTY MILE ABOVE AND GAME'S GOING THERE TOO
phonemes: "ɡˈeɪm ɹˈɛɹ?" sˈɛd hiː tə maɪ fˈɑːðɚ. "nˈʌn ˌɛsˌeɪˈiː ɡˈʊd, nˈaʊ," sˈɛd maɪ fˈɑːðɚ. "aɪ ɹˈɛkən nˈɑːt. maɪ kˈæbɪnz ˌɔn bˈiːvɚ kɹˈiːk sˌʌm fˈɔːɹɾi mˈaɪl əbˈʌv, ænd ɡˈeɪmz ɡˌoʊɪŋ ðˈɛɹ, tˈuː."