text_original: "How's rheumatism, aunty?" she asked cheerily of a little, wrinkled, yellow old woman, sitting in a rocking chair and hovering near a fire. "O missus, it's right smart bad! it is surely."
text_transcription: HOW'S RHEUMATISM AUNTIE SHE ASKED CHEERILY OF A LITTLE WRINKLED YELLOW OLD WOMAN SITTING IN A ROCKING CHAIR AND HOVERING NEAR AFAR OH MISSUS IT'S RIGHT SMART BAD IT IS SURELY
phonemes: "hˌaʊz ɹˈuːmətˌɪzəm, ˈænti?" ʃiː ˈæskt tʃˈɪɹili əvə lˈɪɾəl, ɹˈɪŋkəld, jˈɛloʊ ˈoʊld wˈʊmən, sˈɪɾɪŋ ɪn ɐ ɹˈɑːkɪŋ tʃˈɛɹ ænd hˈʌvɚɹɪŋ nˌɪɹ ɐ fˈaɪɚ. "ˈoʊ mˈɪsəs, ɪts ɹˈaɪt smˈɑːɹt bˈæd! ɪɾ ɪz ʃˈʊɹli."