text_original: He described some misfortune that, last autumn, had befallen "Hussy," the cow who comes for change of air into my orchard at intervals—an apple she had eaten (one of mine, of course) being blamed for the fact that her milk turned off, "like vinegar 'twas."
text_transcription: HE DESCRIBED SOME MISFORTUNE THAT LAST AUTUMN HAD BEFALLEN HUSSY THE COW WHO COMES FOR CHANGE OF AIR INTO MY ORCHARD AT INTERVALS AN APPLE SHE HAD EATEN ONE OF MINE OF COURSE BEING BLAMED FOR THE FACT THAT HER MILK TURNED OFF LIKE VINEGAR TWAS
phonemes: hiː dᵻskɹˈaɪbd sˌʌm mɪsfˈɔːɹtʃʊn ðˈæt, lˈæst ˈɔːɾʌm, hæd bᵻfˈɔːlən "hˈʌsi," ðə kˈaʊ hˌuː kˈʌmz fɔːɹ tʃˈeɪndʒ ʌv ˈɛɹ ˌɪntʊ maɪ ˈɔːɹtʃɚd æɾ ˈɪntɚvəlz—ɐn ˈæpəl ʃiː hæd ˈiːʔn̩ (wˈʌn ʌv mˈaɪn, ʌv kˈɔːɹs) bˌiːɪŋ blˈeɪmd fɚðə fˈækt ðæt hɜː mˈɪlk tˈɜːnd ˈɔf, "lˈaɪk vˈɪnᵻɡɚ twˈɑːz."