text_original: Arrah, an' would I be sittin' wid a haythen, and he a atin' wid drum sticks  yes, an' atin' dogs an' cats unknownst to me, I warrant you, which is the custom of them Chinesers, till the thought made me that sick I could die.
text_transcription: HURRAH AND WOULDN'T I BE SITTIN WID A HATH AN HE AIN WID DRUM STICKS YES AND EATIN DOGS AN CATS ARE NOTES TO ME I WARRANT YOU WHICH IS THE CUSTOM OF THEM CHINESE TILL THE THOUGHT MADE ME SNAT SICK I COULD DIE
phonemes: ɚɹˈɑː, æn wʊd aɪ biː sˈɪtɪn wˈɪd ɐ hˈeɪðən, ænd hiː ɐ ˈætɪn wˈɪd dɹˈʌm stˈɪks jˈɛs, æn ˈætɪn dˈɑːɡz æn kˈæts ʌnnˈoʊnst tə mˌiː, aɪ wˈɔːɹənt juː, wˌɪtʃ ɪz ðə kˈʌstəm ʌv ðˌɛm tʃˈaɪnsɚz, tˈɪl ðə θˈɔːt mˌeɪd mˌiː ðæt sˈɪk aɪ kʊd dˈaɪ.