text_original: Tom reflected. "Ay," he answered, "the Colonel says that same thing. He oughter be sent over the mountain to git l'arnin'." "And we'll be missing him sore," said Polly Ann, with a sigh. I wanted to speak then, but the words would not come.
text_transcription: TOM REFLECTED AYE HE ANSWERED THE COLONEL SAYS THAT SAME THING YOU OUGHT TO BE SENT OVER THE MOUNTAINS TO GET LEARNING AND WE'LL BE MISSING HIM SORE SAID POLLYAN WITH A SIGH I WANTED TO SPEAK THEN BUT THE WORDS WOULD NOT COME
phonemes: tˈɑːm ɹᵻflˈɛktᵻd. "ˈaɪ," hiː ˈænsɚd, "ðə kˈɜːnəl sˈɛz ðæt sˈeɪm θˈɪŋ. hiː ˈɔːɾɚ biː sˈɛnt ˌoʊvɚ ðə mˈaʊntɪn tə ɡˈɪt ˈɛlˈɑːɹnɪn." "ænd wiːl biː mˈɪsɪŋ hˌɪm sˈɔːɹ," sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn, wɪð ɐ sˈaɪ. aɪ wˈɔntᵻd tə spˈiːk ðˈɛn, bˌʌt ðə wˈɜːdz wʊd nˌɑːt kˈʌm.