text_original: The farmer dressed himself in his best clothes, and carefully examined the harness. These were signs that he was going to drive to the town. "Maybe it would do you no harm to come, Rhoda," he said, suddenly. "Put on your bonnet, and bring the little one."
text_transcription: THE FARMER DRESSED HIMSELF IN HIS BEST CLOTHES AND CAREFULLY EXAMINED THE HARNESS THESE WERE SIGNS THAT HE WAS GOING TO DRIVE TO THE TOWN MAYBE IT WOULD DO YOU NO HARM TO COME RHODA HE SAID SUDDENLY PUT ON YOUR BONNET AND BRING THE LITTLE ONE
phonemes: ðə fˈɑːɹmɚ dɹˈɛst hɪmsˈɛlf ɪn hɪz bˈɛst klˈoʊðz, ænd kˈɛɹfəli ɛɡzˈæmɪnd ðə hˈɑːɹnɪs. ðiːz wɜː sˈaɪnz ðæt hiː wʌz ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə dɹˈaɪv tə ðə tˈaʊn. "mˈeɪbiː ɪt wʊd dˈuː juː nˈoʊ hˈɑːɹm tə kˈʌm, ɹˈoʊdə," hiː sˈɛd, sˈʌdənli. "pˌʊt ˌɔn jʊɹ bˈɑːnɪt, ænd bɹˈɪŋ ðə lˈɪɾəl wˌʌn."