text_original: "Manhood!" he repeated, and laughed. It was a laugh that I did not like. "They made a man of me, my parents. My father played false with the Rebels and fled to England for his reward. A year after he went I was left alone at Temple Bow to the tender mercies of the niggers.
text_transcription: MANHOOD HE REPEATED AND LAUGHED IT WAS A LAUGH I DID NOT LIKE THEY MADE A MAN OF ME MY PARENTS MY FATHER PLAYED FAULTS WITH THE REBELS AND FLED TO ENGLAND FOR HIS REWARD A YEAR AFTER HE WENT I WAS LEFT ALONE AT TEMPLE BOW TO THE TENDER MERCIES OF THE NIGGERS
phonemes: "mˈænhʊd!" hiː ɹᵻpˈiːɾᵻd, ænd lˈæft. ɪt wʌzɐ lˈæf ðæt aɪ dɪdnˌɑːt lˈaɪk. "ðeɪ mˌeɪd ɐ mˈæn ʌv mˌiː, maɪ pˈɛɹənts. maɪ fˈɑːðɚ plˈeɪd fˈɔls wɪððə ɹˈɛbəlz ænd flˈɛd tʊ ˈɪŋɡlənd fɔːɹ hɪz ɹᵻwˈɔːɹd. ɐ jˈɪɹ ˈæftɚ hiː wɛnt aɪ wʌz lˈɛft ɐlˈoʊn æt tˈɛmpəl bˈoʊ tə ðə tˈɛndɚ mˈɜːsiz ʌvðə nˈɪɡɚz.