text_original: It was a sunny and windy afternoon, and the leaves were flying in the air. Around the court house was a familiar, buzzing scene,  the backwoodsmen, lounging against the wall or brawling over their claims, the sleek agents and attorneys, and half a dozen of a newer type.
text_transcription: IT WAS A SUNNY AND WINDY AFTERNOON AND THE LEAVES WERE FLYING IN THE AIR AROUND THE COURTHOUSE WAS A FAMILIAR BUZZING SCENE THE BACKWOODSMEN LOUNGING AGAINST THE WALL OR BRAWLING OVER THEIR CLAIMS THE SLEEK AGENTS AND ATTORNEYS AND HALF A DOZEN OF A NEWER TYPE
phonemes: ɪt wʌzɐ sˈʌni ænd wˈɪndi ˌæftɚnˈuːn, ænd ðə lˈiːvz wɜː flˈaɪɪŋ ɪnðɪ ˈɛɹ. ɚɹˈaʊnd ðə kˈɔːɹt hˈaʊs wʌzɐ fəmˈɪlɪɹ, bˈʌzɪŋ sˈiːn,  ðə bˈækwʊdzmˌɛn, lˈaʊndʒɪŋ ɐɡˈɛnst ðə wˈɔːl ɔːɹ bɹˈɔːlɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðɛɹ klˈeɪmz, ðə slˈiːk ˈeɪdʒənts ænd ɐtˈɜːniz, ænd hˈæf ɐ dˈʌzən əvə nˈuːɚ tˈaɪp.