text_original: "And make our fortune grinding corn for the settlers," cried Polly Ann, showing a line of very white teeth. "I always said ye'd be a rich man, Davy." Tom was mildly interested, and went with us at daylight to measure the fall.
text_transcription: AND MAKE OUR FORTUNE GRINDING CORN FOR THE SETTLERS CRIED POLLY AND SHOWING A LINE OF VERY WHITE TEETH I ALWAYS SAID YOU'D BE A RICH MAN DAVY TOM WAS MILDLY INTERESTED AND WENT WITH US AT DAYLIGHT TO MEASURE THE FALL
phonemes: "ænd mˌeɪk ˌaʊɚ fˈɔːɹtʃʊn ɡɹˈaɪndɪŋ kˈɔːɹn fɚðə sˈɛtlɚz," kɹˈaɪd pˈɑːli ˈæn, ʃˈoʊɪŋ ɐ lˈaɪn ʌv vˈɛɹi wˈaɪt tˈiːθ. "aɪ ˈɔːlweɪz sˈɛd jiːd biː ɐ ɹˈɪtʃ mˈæn, dˈeɪvi." tˈɑːm wʌz mˈaɪldli ˈɪntɹɛstᵻd, ænd wɛnt wɪð ˌʌs æt dˈeɪlaɪt tə mˈɛʒɚ ðə fˈɔːl.