text_original: Not mine! bless my soul the woman's mad.  Not so mad as you may imagine, for I'll tell you, your father was errand boy to old Mr Neasy. When he grew up he suffered him to gather his rents.
text_transcription: NOT MINE BLESS MY SOUL THE WOMAN'S MAD NOT SO MAD AS YOU MAY IMAGINE FOR I'LL TELL YOU YOUR FATHER WAS ERRAND BOY TO OLD MISTER NIISI WHEN HE GREW UP HE SUFFERED HIM TO GATHER HIS RENTS
phonemes: nˌɑːt mˈaɪn! blˈɛs maɪ sˈoʊl ðə wˈʊmənz mˈæd.  nˌɑːt sˌoʊ mˈæd æz juː mˈeɪ ɪmˈædʒɪn, fɔːɹ aɪl tˈɛl juː, jʊɹ fˈɑːðɚ wʌz ˈɛɹənd bˈɔɪ tʊ ˈoʊld mˈɪstɚ nˈiːzi. wˌɛn hiː ɡɹˈuː ˌʌp hiː sˈʌfɚd hˌɪm tə ɡˈæðɚ hɪz ɹˈɛnts.