text_original: Casey and his comrades jumped off. A little group of men awaited them. The operator, a young fellow named Collins, was known to Casey. He stood among the troopers, pale faced and shaking. "Casey, who's in charge of the train?" he asked, nervously. The Irishman's grin enlarged, making it necessary for him to grasp his pipe. "Shure the engineer's boss of the train an' I'm boss of the gang." More of the work train men gathered round the group, and the engineer with his fireman approached.
text_transcription: CASEY AND HIS COMRADES JUMPED OFF A LITTLE GROUP OF MEN AWAITED THEM THE OPERATOR A YOUNG FELLOW NAMED COLLINS WAS KNOWN TO CASEY HE STOOD AMONG THE TROOPERS PALE FACED AND SHAKING CASEY WHO'S IN CHARGE OF THE TRAIN HE ASKED NERVOUSLY THE IRISHMAN'S GRIN ENLARGED MAKING IT NECESSARY FOR HIM TO GRASP HIS PIPE SURE THE ENGINEER'S BOSS OF THE TRAIN AND I'M BOSS OF THE GANG MORE OF THE WORK TRAINMEN GATHERED ROUND THE GROUP AND THE ENGINEER WITH HIS FIREMAN APPROACHED
phonemes: kˈeɪsi ænd hɪz kˈɑːmɹædz dʒˈʌmpt ˈɔf. ɐ lˈɪɾəl ɡɹˈuːp ʌv mˈɛn ɐwˈeɪɾᵻd ðˌɛm. ðɪ ˈɑːpɚɹˌeɪɾɚ, ɐ jˈʌŋ fˈɛloʊ nˈeɪmd kˈɑːlᵻnz, wʌz nˈoʊn tə kˈeɪsi. hiː stˈʊd ɐmˌʌŋ ðə tɹˈuːpɚz, pˈeɪl fˈeɪsd ænd ʃˈeɪkɪŋ. "kˈeɪsi, hˌuːz ɪn tʃˈɑːɹdʒ ʌvðə tɹˈeɪn?" hiː ˈæskt, nˈɜːvəsli. ðɪ ˈaɪɹɪʃmənz ɡɹˈɪn ɛnlˈɑːɹdʒd, mˌeɪkɪŋ ɪt nˈɛsᵻsɚɹi fɔːɹ hˌɪm tə ɡɹˈæsp hɪz pˈaɪp. "ʃjˈʊɹ ðɪ ˌɛndʒɪnˈɪɹz bˈɔs ʌvðə tɹˈeɪn æn aɪm bˈɔs ʌvðə ɡˈæŋ." mˈɔːɹ ʌvðə wˈɜːk tɹˈeɪn mˈɛn ɡˈæðɚd ɹˈaʊnd ðə ɡɹˈuːp, ænd ðɪ ˌɛndʒɪnˈɪɹ wɪð hɪz fˈaɪɚmən ɐpɹˈoʊtʃt.