text_original: I told 'em livin' in Kaintuck was kinder rough." "Mercy!" said Polly Ann, "ter think that they was use' ter silver spoons, and linen, and niggers ter wait on 'em. Tom, ye must shoot a turkey, and I'll do my best to give 'em a good supper."
text_transcription: I TOLD EM LIVIN IN KENTUCK WAS KINDER ROUGH MERCY SAID POLLYAN TO THINK THAT THEY WAS USED TO SILVER SPOONS AND LINEN AND NIGGERS TO WAIT ON EM TOM YOU MUST SHOOT A TURKEY AND I'LL DO MY BEST TO GIVE EM A GOOD SUPPER
phonemes: aɪ tˈoʊld ˈɛm lˈɪvɪn ɪn kˈaɪntʌk wʌz kˈaɪndɚ ɹˈʌf." "mˈɜːsi!" sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn, "tˈɜː θˈɪŋk ðæt ðeɪ wʌz jˈuːs tˈɜː sˈɪlvɚ spˈuːnz, ænd lˈɪnɪn, ænd nˈɪɡɚz tˈɜː wˈeɪt ˌɔn ˈɛm. tˈɑːm, jiː mˈʌst ʃˈuːt ɐ tˈɜːki, ænd aɪl dˈuː maɪ bˈɛst tə ɡˈɪv ˈɛm ɐ ɡˈʊd sˈʌpɚ."