text_original: "Benson, lad," exclaimed the naval officer, "you've got the real make up to serve in the Navy. It's a pity we had to lose you." "Don't be too sure yet, sir, that the Navy has escaped having me," smiled back Skipper Jack. "You don't start until eight in the morning," went on the shipbuilder. "Pollard got back this evening, and he goes with us.
text_transcription: BENSON LAD EXCLAIMED THE YOUNG NAVAL OFFICER YOU'VE GOT THE REAL MAKE UP TO SERVE IN THE NAVY IT'S A PITY WE HAD TO LOSE YOU DON'T BE TOO SURE YET SIR THE NAVY HAS ESCAPED HAVING SMILED BACK SKIPPER JACK YOU DON'T START UNTIL EIGHT IN THE MORNING WENT ON THE SHIP BUILDER POLLARD GOT BACK THIS EVENING AND HE GOES WITH US
phonemes: "bˈɛnsən, lˈæd," ɛksklˈeɪmd ðə nˈeɪvəl ˈɑːfɪsɚ, "juːv ɡɑːt ðə ɹˈiːəl mˌeɪk ˌʌp tə sˈɜːv ɪnðə nˈeɪvi. ɪts ɐ pˈɪɾi wiː hædtə lˈuːz juː." "dˈoʊnt biː tˈuː ʃˈʊɹ jˈɛt, sˌɜː, ðætðə nˈeɪvi hɐz ɛskˈeɪpt hˈævɪŋ mˌiː," smˈaɪld bˈæk skˈɪpɚ dʒˈæk. "juː dˈoʊnt stˈɑːɹt ʌntˈɪl ˈeɪt ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ," wɛnt ɔnðə ʃˈɪpbɪldɚ. "pˈɑːlɑːɹd ɡɑːt bˈæk ðɪs ˈiːvnɪŋ, ænd hiː ɡˈoʊz wɪð ˌʌs.