text_original: Mr. Crede was the embodiment of the enterprising spirit of the place, and often of an evening he called me in to see the new fashionable things his barges had brought down the Ohio. The next day certain young sparks would drop into my room to waylay the belles as they came to pick a costume to be worn at Mr. Nickle's dancing school, or at the ball at Fort Finney.
text_transcription: MISTER CREED WAS THE EMBODIMENT OF THE ENTERPRISING SPIRIT OF THE PLACE AND OFTEN OF AN EVENING HE CALLED ME IN TO SEE THE NEW FASHIONABLE THINGS HIS BARGES HAD BROUGHT DOWN THE OHIO THE NEXT DAY CERTAIN YOUNG SPARKS WOULD DROP INTO MY ROOM TO WAYLAY THE BELLS AS THEY CAME TO PICK A COSTUME TO BE WORN IN MISTER NICKLES DANCING SCHOOL OR AT THE BALL AT FORT FINNY
phonemes: mˈɪstɚ. kɹˈiːd wʌzðɪ ɛmbˈɑːdɪmənt ʌvðɪ ˈɛntɚpɹˌaɪzɪŋ spˈɪɹɪt ʌvðə plˈeɪs, ænd ˈɔfən əvən ˈiːvnɪŋ hiː kˈɔːld mˌiː ɪn tə sˈiː ðə nˈuː fˈæʃənəbəl θˈɪŋz hɪz bˈɑːɹdʒᵻz hæd bɹˈɔːt dˌaʊn ðɪ oʊhˈaɪoʊ. ðə nˈɛkst dˈeɪ sˈɜːʔn̩ jˈʌŋ spˈɑːɹks wʊd dɹˈɑːp ˌɪntʊ maɪ ɹˈuːm tə wˈeɪleɪ ðə bˈɛlz æz ðeɪ kˈeɪm tə pˈɪk ɐ kˈɔstuːm təbi wˈɔːɹn æt mˈɪstɚ. nˈɪkəlz dˈænsɪŋ skˈuːl, ɔːɹ æt ðə bˈɔːl æt fˈɔːɹt fˈɪni.