text_original: My father, 'tis true, was a man that piqued himself upon his pedigree, as well as upon his politesse and personal merit; for he had been a very old officer in the army, and I myself may say I was born with a spontoon in my hand.
text_transcription: MY FATHER TIS TRUE WAS A MAN THAT PIQUED HIMSELF UPON HIS PEDIGREE AS WELL AS UPON HIS POLITESQUE AND PERSONAL MERIT FOR HE HAD BEEN A VERY OLD OFFICER IN THE ARMY AND I MYSELF MAY SAY I WAS BORN WITH A SPONTOON IN MY HAND
phonemes: maɪ fˈɑːðɚ, tˈɪz tɹˈuː, wʌzɐ mˈæn ðæt pˈiːkt hɪmsˈɛlf əpˌɑːn hɪz pˈɛdɪɡɹˌiː, æz wˈɛl æz əpˌɑːn hɪz pəlˈaɪɾəs ænd pˈɜːsənəl mˈɛɹɪt; fɔːɹ hiː hɐdbɪn ɐ vˈɛɹi ˈoʊld ˈɑːfɪsɚɹ ɪnðɪ ˈɑːɹmi, ænd aɪ maɪsˈɛlf mˈeɪ sˈeɪ aɪ wʌz bˈɔːɹn wɪð ɐ spɑːntˈuːn ɪn maɪ hˈænd.