text_original: General Lodge had once shaken hands with Casey. Somebody had to do these things, since the U. P. R. must reach across to the Pacific. A day would come when a splendid passenger train would glide smoothly down this easy grade where Casey jolted along on his gravel car. The fact loomed large in the simplicity of the Irishman's mind. He began to hum his favorite song. Facing westward, he saw the black dot grow into a long train.
text_transcription: GENERAL LODGE HAD ONCE SHAKEN HANDS WITH CASEY SOMEBODY HAD TO DO THESE THINGS SINCE THE U P R MUST REACH ACROSS TO THE PACIFIC A DAY WOULD COME WHEN A SPLENDID PASSENGER TRAIN WOULD GLIDE SMOOTHLY DOWN THIS EASY GRADE WHERE CASEY JOLTED ALONG ON HIS GRAVEL CAR THE FACT LOOMED LARGE IN THE SIMPLICITY OF THE IRISHMAN'S MIND HE BEGAN TO HUM HIS FAVORITE SONG PACING WESTWARD HE SAW THE BLACK DOT GROW INTO A LONG TRAIN
phonemes: dʒˈɛnɚɹəl lˈɑːdʒ hæd wˈʌns ʃˈeɪkən hˈændz wɪð kˈeɪsi. sˈʌmbɑːdi hædtə dˈuː ðiːz θˈɪŋz, sˈɪns ðə jˈuː. pˈiː. ˈɑːɹ. mˈʌst ɹˈiːtʃ əkɹˌɑːs tə ðə pɐsˈɪfɪk. ɐ dˈeɪ wʊd kˈʌm wɛn ɐ splˈɛndɪd pˈæsɪndʒɚ tɹˈeɪn wʊd ɡlˈaɪd smˈuːðli dˌaʊn ðɪs ˈiːzi ɡɹˈeɪd wˌɛɹ kˈeɪsi dʒˈoʊltᵻd ɐlˈɔŋ ˌɔn hɪz ɡɹˈævəl kˈɑːɹ. ðə fˈækt lˈuːmd lˈɑːɹdʒ ɪnðə sɪmplˈɪsᵻɾi ʌvðɪ ˈaɪɹɪʃmənz mˈaɪnd. hiː bɪɡˈæn tə hˈʌm hɪz fˈeɪvɚɹᵻt sˈɔŋ. fˈeɪsɪŋ wˈɛstwɚd, hiː sˈɔː ðə blˈæk dˈɑːt ɡɹˈoʊ ˌɪntʊ ɐ lˈɔŋ tɹˈeɪn.