text_original: "But it don't matter. There's not much chance o' makin' a bargin vith him. The crack o' the skull I gave him has done his bus'ness." "Nuffin' o' the kind," replied the Tinker. "He alvays recovers from every kind of accident."
text_transcription: BUT IT DON'T MATTER THERE'S NOT MUCH CHANCE OF MAKING A BARGAIN WITH HIM THE CRACK OF THE SKULL I GAVE HIM HAS DONE HIS BUSINESS NOTHING OF THE KIND REPLIED THE TINKER HE ALWAYS RECOVERS FROM EVERY KIND OF ACCIDENT
phonemes: "bˌʌt ɪt dˈoʊnt mˈæɾɚ. ðɛɹz nˌɑːt mˈʌtʃ tʃˈæns ˈoʊ mˈækɪn ɐ bˈɑːɹdʒɪn vˈɪθ hˌɪm. ðə kɹˈæk ˈoʊ ðə skˈʌl aɪ ɡˈeɪv hˌɪm hɐz dˈʌn hɪz bˈʌsnəs." "nˈʌfɪn ˈoʊ ðə kˈaɪnd," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə tˈɪŋkɚ. "hiː ˈælveɪz ɹᵻkˈʌvɚz fɹʌm ˈɛvɹi kˈaɪnd ʌv ˈæksɪdənt."