text_original: "Ay," says the landlord; "he's been a fightin with Sevier all summer, and I reckon he ain't afeard of nothin' any more than you. Wait  his name was Temple  Nick Temple, they called him." "Nick Temple!" I cried, starting forward.
text_transcription: AY SAYS THE LANDLORD HE'S BEEN A FIGHTIN WITH SEVIOR ALL SUMMER AN I RECKON HE AIN'T AFEERED O NOTHING ANY MORE THAN YOU WAIT HIS NAME WAS TEMPLE NICK TEMPLE THEY CALL HIM NICK TEMPLE I CRIED STARTING FORWARD
phonemes: "ˈaɪ," sˈɛz ðə lˈændlɔːɹd; "hiːz bˌɪn ɐ fˈaɪtɪn wɪð sˈɛviɚɹ ˈɔːl sˈʌmɚ, ænd aɪ ɹˈɛkən hiː ˈeɪnt ɐfˈɪɹd ʌv nˈʌθɪn ˌɛni mˈɔːɹ ðɐn juː. wˈeɪt hɪz nˈeɪm wʌz tˈɛmpəl nˈɪk tˈɛmpəl, ðeɪ kˈɔːld hˌɪm." "nˈɪk tˈɛmpəl!" aɪ kɹˈaɪd, stˈɑːɹɾɪŋ fˈɔːɹwɚd.