text_original: "Davy has a word to say, I reckon. 'Twas he made the mill and scar't that Mr. Potts away. I reckon he'll git us out of this fix." Mr. Jarrott applauded her courage. "Ye have the grit, ma'am," he said, as he mounted his horse again.
text_transcription: DAVY HAS A WORD TO SAY I RECKON TWAS HE MADE THE MILL AND SCARED THAT MISTER POTTS AWAY I RECKON HE'LL GET US OUT OF THIS FIX MISTER GERRET APPLAUDED HER COURAGE HE HAD THE GRET MA'AM HE SAID AS HE MOUNTED HIS HORSE AGAIN
phonemes: "dˈeɪvi hɐz ɐ wˈɜːd tə sˈeɪ, aɪ ɹˈɛkən. twˈɑːz hiː mˌeɪd ðə mˈɪl ænd skˈɑːɹt ðæt mˈɪstɚ. pˈɑːts ɐwˈeɪ. aɪ ɹˈɛkən hiːl ɡˈɪt ˌʌs ˌaʊɾəv ðɪs fˈɪks." mˈɪstɚ. dʒˈæɹɑːt ɐplˈɔːdᵻd hɜː kˈɜːɹɪdʒ. "jiː hæv ðə ɡɹˈɪt, mˈæm," hiː sˈɛd, æz hiː mˈaʊntᵻd hɪz hˈɔːɹs ɐɡˈɛn.