text_original: "Well, I do think!" she began. "I should say, you wanted some pears. What ever did you s'pose was goin' to be done with 'em?" "Eat them!" said Rotha cheerily, emptying her apronful upon the table. "The boards is just scoured! And them aint the kind."
text_transcription: WELL I DO THINK SHE BEGAN I SHOULD SAY YOU WANTED SOME PEARS WHATEVER DID YOU SUPPOSE WAS GOING TO BE DONE WITH THEM EAT THEM SAID ROTHA CHEERILY EMPTYING HER APRON FULL UPON THE TABLE THE BOARDS IS JUST SCOURED AND THEM AIN'T THE KIND
phonemes: "wˈɛl, aɪ dˈuː θˈɪŋk!" ʃiː bɪɡˈæn. "aɪ ʃˌʊd sˈeɪ, juː wˈɔntᵻd sˌʌm pˈɛɹz. wˌʌt ˈɛvɚ dˈɪd juː ˈɛspˈoʊz wʌz ɡˌoʊɪn təbi dˈʌn wɪð ˈɛm?" "ˈiːt ðˌɛm!" sˈɛd ɹˈɑːθə tʃˈɪɹili, ˈɛmptiɪŋ hɜːɹ ˈeɪpɹənfəl əpˌɑːn ðə tˈeɪbəl. "ðə bˈɔːɹdz ɪz dʒˈʌst skˈaʊɚd! ænd ðˌɛm ˈeɪnt ðə kˈaɪnd."