text_original: Lindy was spare, energetic, forceful  and, I imagined, a discreet guardian indeed for the unfortunate. "She po'ly, Marse Dave, an' she ain' nebber leabe dis year house. Marse Dave," said Lindy earnestly, lowering her voice and taking a step closer to me, "I done reckon de Mistis gwine ter die ob lonesomeness.
text_transcription: LINDY WAS A SPARE ENERGETIC FORCEFUL AND I IMAGINED A DISCREET GUARDIAN INDEED FOR THE UNFORTUNATE SHE POLLY MUS DAVE AN SHE AIN'T NEBER LEAVE DIS YERE HOUSE MAS DAVE SAID LINDY EARNESTLY LOWERING HER VOICE AND TAKING A STEP CLOSER TO ME I DONE RECKON DE MIS DIS GWENDIDAR OF LONELINESS
phonemes: lˈɪndi wʌz spˈɛɹ, ˌɛnɚdʒˈɛɾɪk, fˈɔːɹsfəl ænd, aɪ ɪmˈædʒɪnd, ɐ dɪskɹˈiːt ɡˈɑːɹdiən ˌɪndˈiːd fɚðɪ ʌnfˈɔːɹtʃənət. "ʃiː pˈɑːli, mˈɑːɹs dˈeɪv, æn ʃiː ˈeɪn nˈɛbɚ lˈiːb dˈɪs jˈɪɹ hˈaʊs. mˈɑːɹs dˈeɪv," sˈɛd lˈɪndi ˈɜːnɪstli, lˈoʊɚɹɪŋ hɜː vˈɔɪs ænd tˈeɪkɪŋ ɐ stˈɛp klˈoʊsɚ tə mˌiː, "aɪ dˈʌn ɹˈɛkən də mˈɪstiz ɡwˈaɪn tˈɜː dˈaɪ ˈɑːb lˈoʊnsʌmnəs.