text_original: "Colonel Clark!" I cried, and rode up to him. "Thank God you are come, sir," said I, "for the people here are land mad, and the Northern Indians are crossing the Ohio."
text_transcription: COLONEL CLARK I CRIED AND RODE UP TO HIM THANK GOD YOU ARE COME SIR SAID I FOR THE PEOPLE HERE ARE LYING MAD AND THE NORTHERN INDIANS ARE CROSSING THE OHIO
phonemes: "kˈɜːnəl klˈɑːɹk!" aɪ kɹˈaɪd, ænd ɹˈoʊd ˈʌp tə hˌɪm. "θˈæŋk ɡˈɑːd juː ɑːɹ kˈʌm, sˌɜː," sˈɛd ˈaɪ, "fɚðə pˈiːpəl hˈɪɹ ɑːɹ lˈænd mˈæd, ænd ðə nˈɔːɹðɚn ˈɪndiənz ɑːɹ kɹˈɔsɪŋ ðɪ oʊhˈaɪoʊ."