text_original: "I reckon ye've got no rights that I know on," said Tom. "I cleart the land and settled it, and I have a better right to it nor any man. And I've got a grant fer it." "A Henderson grant!" cried the Major; "'tis so much worthless paper."
text_transcription: I RECKON YOU GOT NO RIGHTS THAT I KNOW ON SAID TOM I CLEARED THE LAD AND SETTLED IT AND I'VE A BETTER RIGHT TO IT NOR ANY MAN AND I'VE GOT A GRANT FOR IT A HINDERSON GRANT CRIED THE MAJOR TIS SO MUCH WORTHLESS PAPER
phonemes: "aɪ ɹˈɛkən jˌiːəv ɡɑːt nˈoʊ ɹˈaɪts ðæt aɪ nˈoʊ ˈɔn," sˈɛd tˈɑːm. "aɪ klˈɪɹt ðə lˈænd ænd sˈɛɾəld ɪt, ænd aɪ hæv ɐ bˈɛɾɚ ɹˈaɪt tʊ ɪt nˈɔːɹ ˌɛni mˈæn. ænd aɪv ɡɑːt ɐ ɡɹˈænt fˈɜːɹ ɪt." "ɐ hˈɛndɚsən ɡɹˈænt!" kɹˈaɪd ðə mˈeɪdʒɚ; "tˈɪz sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ wˈɜːθləs pˈeɪpɚ."