text_original: Ay, and there was yet another sort. Every flatboatman who returned to Kentucky was full of tales of the marvellous beauty of the quadroons and octoroons, stories which I had taken with a grain of salt; but they had not indeed been greatly overdrawn. For here were these ladies in the flesh, their great, opaque, almond eyes consuming us with a swift glance, and each walking with a languid grace beside her duenna.
text_transcription: AYE AND THERE WAS YET ANOTHER SORT EVERY FLAT BOATMAN WHO RETURNED TO KENTUCKY WAS FULL OF TALES OF THE MARVELLOUS BEAUTY OF THE QUADROONS AND OCTAROOMS STORIES WHICH I HAD TAKEN WITH A GRAIN OF SALT BUT THEY HAD NOT INDEED BEEN GREATLY OVERDRAWN FOR HERE WERE THESE LADIES IN THE FLESH THE GREAT OPAQUE ALMAN EYES CONSUMING US WITH A SWIFT GLANCE AND EACH WALKING WITH A LANGUID GRACE BESIDE HER DUENA
phonemes: ˈaɪ, ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz jˈɛt ɐnˈʌðɚ sˈɔːɹt. ˈɛvɹi flˈætboʊtmən hˌuː ɹᵻtˈɜːnd tə kɛntˈʌki wʌz fˈʊl ʌv tˈeɪlz ʌvðə mˈɑːɹvələs bjˈuːɾi ʌvðə kwɑːdɹˈuːnz ænd ˌɑːktɚɹˈuːnz, stˈɔːɹiz wˌɪtʃ aɪ hæd tˈeɪkən wɪð ɐ ɡɹˈeɪn ʌv sˈɔlt; bˌʌt ðeɪ hæd nˌɑːt ˌɪndˈiːd bˌɪn ɡɹˈeɪtli ˈoʊvɚdɹˌɔːn. fɔːɹ hˈɪɹ wɜː ðiːz lˈeɪdiz ɪnðə flˈɛʃ, ðɛɹ ɡɹˈeɪt, oʊpˈeɪk, ˈɔlmənd ˈaɪz kənsˈuːmɪŋ ˌʌs wɪð ɐ swˈɪft ɡlˈæns, ænd ˈiːtʃ wˈɔːkɪŋ wɪð ɐ lˈæŋɡwɪd ɡɹˈeɪs bᵻsˌaɪd hɜː dˈuːnə.