text_original: He ran out the front door of the doll house, and over the piazza, and down the steps before you could say "Jack Robinson." In a minute he was gone  nobody knew where. There was another tiny mouse in the doll house under the parlour sofa, and a third one under Lavinia's bed, with a poor, frightened gray tail sticking out. They all got away safe. Papa would not allow mamma to go for the cat. He said: "Why can't a poor little mouse have a Thanksgiving dinner as well as we?"
text_transcription: HE RAN OUT THE FRONT DOOR OF THE DOLL HOUSE AND OVER THE PIAZZA AND DOWN THE STEPS BEFORE YOU COULD SAY JACK ROBINSON IN A MINUTE HE WAS GONE NOBODY KNEW WHERE THERE WAS ANOTHER TINY MOUSE IN THE DOLL HOUSE UNDER THE PARLOR SOFA AND A THIRD ONE UNDER LAVINIA'S BED WITH A POOR FRIGHTENED GRAY TAIL STICKING OUT THEY ALL GOT AWAY SAFE PAPA WOULD NOT ALLOW MAMMA TO GO FOR THE CAT HE SAID WHY CAN'T A POOR LITTLE MOUSE HAVE A THANKSGIVING DINNER AS WELL AS WE
phonemes: hiː ɹˈæn ˈaʊt ðə fɹˈʌnt dˈɔːɹ ʌvðə dˈɑːl hˈaʊs, ænd ˌoʊvɚ ðə pˈaɪəzə, ænd dˌaʊn ðə stˈɛps bᵻfˌɔːɹ juː kʊd sˈeɪ "dʒˈæk ɹˈɑːbɪnsən." ɪn ɐ mˈɪnɪt hiː wʌz ɡɔn nˈoʊbɑːdi nˈuː wˈɛɹ. ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐnˈʌðɚ tˈaɪni mˈaʊs ɪnðə dˈɑːl hˈaʊs ˌʌndɚ ðə pˈɑːɹlɚ sˈoʊfə, ænd ɐ θˈɜːd wˈʌn ˌʌndɚ lævˈɪniəz bˈɛd, wɪð ɐ pˈʊɹ, fɹˈaɪʔn̩d ɡɹˈeɪ tˈeɪl stˈɪkɪŋ ˈaʊt. ðeɪ ˈɔːl ɡɑːt ɐwˈeɪ sˈeɪf. pˈɑːpə wʊd nˌɑːt ɐlˈaʊ mˈæmə tə ɡˌoʊ fɚðə kˈæt. hiː sˈɛd: "wˌaɪ kˈænt ɐ pˈʊɹ lˈɪɾəl mˈaʊs hæv ɐ θˈæŋksɡɪvɪŋ dˈɪnɚɹ æz wˈɛl æz wiː?"