text_original: He went at Sam just like a harricane." "And then?" I demanded. "Them four wanted to leave," said Jake, taking no trouble to disguise his disgust, "and I had to fetch 'em over. I've got to go back and wait for 'em now," and he swore with sincere disappointment. "I reckon there ain't been such a jamboree in town for years."
text_transcription: HE WIN AT SAM LIKE A HURRICANE AND THEN I DEMANDED THEM FOUR WANTED TO LEAVE TAKING NO TROUBLE TO DISGUISE HIS DISGUST AND I HAD TO FETCH HIM OVER I'VE GOT TO GO BACK AND WAIT FOR HIM NOW AND HE SWORE WITH SINCERE DISAPPOINTMENT I RECKON THERE AIN'T BEEN SUCH A JAMBERY IN TOWN FOR YEARS
phonemes: hiː wɛnt æt sˈæm dʒˈʌst lˈaɪk ɐ hˈæɹɪkˌeɪn." "ænd ðˈɛn?" aɪ dᵻmˈændᵻd. "ðˌɛm fˈɔːɹ wˈɔntᵻd tə lˈiːv," sˈɛd dʒˈeɪk, tˈeɪkɪŋ nˈoʊ tɹˈʌbəl tə dɪsɡˈaɪz hɪz dɪsɡˈʌst, "ænd aɪ hædtə fˈɛtʃ ˈɛm ˈoʊvɚ. aɪv ɡɑːt tə ɡˌoʊ bˈæk ænd wˈeɪt fɔːɹ ˈɛm nˈaʊ," ænd hiː swˈɔːɹ wɪð sɪnsˈɪɹ dˌɪsɐpˈɔɪntmənt. "aɪ ɹˈɛkən ðɛɹ ˈeɪnt bˌɪn sˈʌtʃ ɐ dʒˈæmbɔːɹˌiː ɪn tˈaʊn fɔːɹ jˈɪɹz."