text_original: "Davy," says he, "I need a commissary general." "What would that be, sir," I asked. "A John Law, who will make something out of nothing, who will make money out of this blank paper, who will wheedle the Creole traders into believing they are doing us a favor and making their everlasting fortune by advancing us flour and bacon." "And doesn't Congress make money, sir?" I asked.
text_transcription: DAVY SAYS HE I NEED A COMMISSARY GENERAL WHAT WOULD THAT BE SIR I ASKED A JOHN LAW WHO WILL MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING WHO WILL MAKE MONEY OUT OF THIS BLANK PAPER WHO WILL WHEEDLE THE CREOLE TRADERS INTO BELIEVING THEY'RE DOING US A FAVOR IN MAKING THEIR EVERLASTING FORTUNE BY ADVANCING US FLOUR AND BACON AND DOESN'T CONGRESS MAKE MONEY SIR I ASKED
phonemes: "dˈeɪvi," sˈɛz hiː, "aɪ nˈiːd ɐ kəmˈɪsɚɹi dʒˈɛnɚɹəl." "wˌʌt wʊd ðæt bˈiː, sˌɜː," aɪ ˈæskt. "ɐ dʒˈɑːn lˈɔː, hˌuː wɪl mˌeɪk sˈʌmθɪŋ ˌaʊɾəv nˈʌθɪŋ, hˌuː wɪl mˌeɪk mˈʌni ˌaʊɾəv ðɪs blˈæŋk pˈeɪpɚ, hˌuː wɪl wˈiːdəl ðə kɹɪˈoʊl tɹˈeɪdɚz ˌɪntʊ bᵻlˈiːvɪŋ ðeɪ ɑːɹ dˌuːɪŋ ˌʌs ɐ fˈeɪvɚ ænd mˌeɪkɪŋ ðɛɹ ˌɛvɚlˈæstɪŋ fˈɔːɹtʃʊn baɪ ɐdvˈænsɪŋ ˌʌs flˈaʊɚ ænd bˈeɪkən." "ænd dˈʌzənt kˈɑːŋɡɹəs mˌeɪk mˈʌni, sˌɜː?" aɪ ˈæskt.