text_original: Cross his moods, and he hated you. I never thought to cross them, therefore he called me Davy, and his friendliness grew with our journey. His anger turned against rocks and rivers, landlords and emigrants, but never against me. And for this I was silently thankful.
text_transcription: CROSS HIS MOODS AND HE HATED YOU I NEVER THOUGHT TO CROSS THEM THEREFORE HE CALLED ME DAVY AND HIS FRIENDLINESS GREW WITH OUR JOURNEY HIS ANGER TURNED AGAINST ROCKS AND RIVERS LANDLORDS AND EMIGRANTS BUT NEVER AGAINST ME AND FOR THIS I WAS SILENTLY THANKFUL
phonemes: kɹˈɔs hɪz mˈuːdz, ænd hiː hˈeɪɾᵻd juː. aɪ nˈɛvɚ θˈɔːt tə kɹˈɔs ðˌɛm, ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ hiː kˈɔːld mˌiː dˈeɪvi, ænd hɪz fɹˈɛndlinəs ɡɹˈuː wɪð ˌaʊɚ dʒˈɜːni. hɪz ˈæŋɡɚ tˈɜːnd ɐɡˈɛnst ɹˈɑːks ænd ɹˈɪvɚz, lˈændlɔːɹdz ænd ˈɛmɪɡɹənts, bˌʌt nˈɛvɚɹ ɐɡˈɛnst mˌiː. ænd fɔːɹ ðɪs aɪ wʌz sˈaɪləntli θˈæŋkfəl.