text_original: he hollers, 'what an awful spectacle! Ain't there no way of stoppin' it?' 'No, sir,' says I, and I told him how I didn't want to stop it and the reason why. 'Then,' says he, 'where's your master?' and I told him how you was away. 'Isn't there any man at all about?' says he.
text_transcription: HE HOLLERS WHAT AN AWFUL SPECTACLE AIN'T THERE NO WAY OF STOPPIN IT NO SIR SAYS I AND I TOLD HIM HOW I DIDN'T WANT TO STOP IT AND THE REASON WHY THEN SAYS HE WHERE'S YOUR MASTER AND I TOLD HIM HOW YOU WAS AWAY ISN'T THERE ANY MAN AT ALL ABOUT SAYS HE
phonemes: hiː hˈɑːlɚz, wˌʌt ɐn ˈɔːfəl spˈɛktəkəl! ˈeɪnt ðɛɹ nˈoʊ wˈeɪ ʌv stˈɑːpɪn ɪt?nˈoʊ, sˌɜː,sˈɛz ˈaɪ, ænd aɪ tˈoʊld hˌɪm hˌaʊ aɪ dˈɪdnt wˈɔnt tə stˈɑːp ɪt ænd ðə ɹˈiːzən wˈaɪ. ðˈɛn,sˈɛz hiː, wˌɛɹz jʊɹ mˈæstɚ?ænd aɪ tˈoʊld hˌɪm hˌaʊ juː wʌz ɐwˈeɪ. ˌɪzənt ðɛɹ ˌɛni mˈæn æɾ ˈɔːl ɐbˈaʊt?sˈɛz hiː.