text_original: "What the devil do you mean by interfering with my business, sir?" "Because it is my business too," I answered, quite as testily; "my claim on Mr. Temple is greater than yours." "By Jehovah!" cried Jackson, "come outside, sir, come outside!" The landlord backed away, and the men in the tavern began to press around us expectantly. "Gallop into him, Andy!" cried one. "Don't let him git near no fences, stranger," said another.
text_transcription: WHAT THE DEVIL DO YOU MEAN BY INTERFERING WITH MY BUSINESS SIR BECAUSE IT'S MY BUSINESS TOO I ANSWERED QUITE AS TESTILY MY CLAIM ON MISTER TEMPLE IS GREATER THAN YOURS BY JEHOVAH CRIED JACKSON COME OUTSIDE SIR COME OUTSIDE THE LANDLORD BACKED AWAY AND THE MEN IN THE TAVERN BEGAN TO PRESS AROUND US EXPECTANTLY GALLOP INTO HIM ANDY CRIED ONE DON'T LET HIM GET NEAR NO FENCES STRANGER SAID ANOTHER
phonemes: "wˌʌt ðə dˈɛvəl dˈuː juː mˈiːn baɪ ˌɪntəfˈɪɹɪŋ wɪð maɪ bˈɪznəs, sˌɜː?" "bɪkˈʌz ɪɾ ɪz maɪ bˈɪznəs tˈuː," aɪ ˈænsɚd, kwˈaɪt æz tˈɛstili; "maɪ klˈeɪm ˌɔn mˈɪstɚ. tˈɛmpəl ɪz ɡɹˈeɪɾɚ ðɐn jˈɔːɹz." "baɪ dʒəhˈoʊvə!" kɹˈaɪd dʒˈæksən, "kˈʌm aʊtsˈaɪd, sˌɜː, kˈʌm aʊtsˈaɪd!" ðə lˈændlɔːɹd bˈækt ɐwˈeɪ, ænd ðə mˈɛn ɪnðə tˈævɚn bɪɡˈæn tə pɹˈɛs ɚɹˈaʊnd ˌʌs ɛkspˈɛktəntli. "ɡˈæləp ˌɪntʊ hˌɪm, ˈændi!" kɹˈaɪd wˌʌn. "dˈoʊnt lˈɛt hˌɪm ɡˈɪt nˌɪɹ nˈoʊ fˈɛnsᵻz, stɹˈeɪndʒɚ," sˈɛd ɐnˈʌðɚ.