text_original: "Come on," he cried to me, and, waving his hat at the lady on the porch, he started off with a gallop up the trail in the opposite direction from that which Tipton's men had taken.
text_transcription: COME ON HE CRIED TO ME AND WAVING HIS HAT AT THE LADY ON THE PORCH HE STARTED OFF WITH A GALLOP UP THE TRAIL IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION FROM THAT WHICH TIPTON'S MEN HAD TAKEN
phonemes: "kˈʌm ˈɔn," hiː kɹˈaɪd tə mˌiː, ænd, wˈeɪvɪŋ hɪz hˈæt æt ðə lˈeɪdi ɔnðə pˈɔːɹtʃ, hiː stˈɑːɹɾᵻd ˈɔf wɪð ɐ ɡˈæləp ˌʌp ðə tɹˈeɪl ɪnðɪ ˈɑːpəzˌɪt dᵻɹˈɛkʃən fɹʌm ðæt wˌɪtʃ tˈɪptənz mˈɛn hæd tˈeɪkən.