text_original: "'Tis Davy will save us, Tom," said Polly Ann, "with the l'arnin' he's got while the corn was grindin'." I had, indeed, been reading at the mill while the hopper emptied itself, such odd books as drifted into Harrodstown.
text_transcription: TIS DAVY WILL SAVE US TOM SAID POLLYAN WITH THE LEARNIN HE'S GOT WHILE THE CORN WAS GRINDIN I HAD INDEED BEEN READING AT THE MILL WHILE THE HOPPER EMPTIED ITSELF SUCH ODD BOOKS AS DRIFTED INTO HEROD'S TOWN
phonemes: "tˈɪz dˈeɪvi wɪl sˈeɪv ˌʌs, tˈɑːm," sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn, "wɪððɪ ˈɛlˈɑːɹnɪn hiːz ɡɑːt wˌaɪl ðə kˈɔːɹn wʌz ɡɹˈaɪndɪn." aɪ hˈæd, ˌɪndˈiːd, bˌɪn ɹˈiːdɪŋ æt ðə mˈɪl wˌaɪl ðə hˈɑːpɚɹ ˈɛmptid ɪtsˈɛlf, sˈʌtʃ ˈɑːd bˈʊks æz dɹˈɪftᵻd ˌɪntʊ hˈæɹədstˌaʊn.