text_original: The tears came into Sally's eyes in a moment. "You good old soul," said she, putting her arms round her neck,  half a mind to kiss her,  "do you know me, and were you glad to see me? I wish I had an ear of corn to give you."
text_transcription: THE TEARS CAME INTO SALLIE'S EYES IN A MOMENT YOU GOOD OLD SOUL SAID SHE PUTTING HER ARMS ROUND HER NECK HALF A MIND TO KISS HER DO YOU KNOW ME AND WERE YOU GLAD TO SEE ME I WISH I HAD AN EAR OF CORN TO GIVE YOU
phonemes: ðə tˈɪɹz kˈeɪm ˌɪntʊ sˈæliz ˈaɪz ɪn ɐ mˈoʊmənt. "juː ɡˈʊd ˈoʊld sˈoʊl," sˈɛd ʃiː, pˈʊɾɪŋ hɜːɹ ˈɑːɹmz ɹˈaʊnd hɜː nˈɛk,  hˈæf ɐ mˈaɪnd tə kˈɪs hɜː,  "dˈuː juː nˈoʊ mˌiː, ænd wɜː juː ɡlˈæd tə sˈiː mˌiː? aɪ wˈɪʃ aɪ hæd ɐn ˈɪɹ ʌv kˈɔːɹn tə ɡˈɪv juː."