text_original: "Cut it  nigh half off, and hurt the bone. It'll be weeks before I can do a stroke of work again. It means  I don't know what, and I daren't think what, Nannie. The cook sewed it up." He glowered at the injured member savagely. His wife's face grew paler still, but she only asked tenderly, "How did you ever get here, Joe?" "Rode one of Pose Breem's hosses  his red roan." "Fifteen miles on horseback with that foot? I should have thought it would have killed you, Joe."
text_transcription: CUT IT NIGH HALF OFF AND HURT THE BONE IT'LL BE WEEKS BEFORE I CAN DO A STROKE O WORK AGAIN IT MEANS I DON'T KNOW WHAT BUT I DAREN'T THINK NANNY THE COOK SEWED IT UP HE GLOWERED AT THE INJURED MEMBER SAVAGELY HIS WIFE'S FACE GREW PALER STILL BUT SHE ONLY ASKED TENDERLY HOW DID YOU EVER GET HERE JOE RODE ONE OF POSS BREAM'S HORSES HIS RED ROAN FIFTEEN MILES ON HORSEBACK WITH THAT FOOT I SHOULD A THOUGHT IT WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU JOE
phonemes: "kˈʌt ɪt nˈaɪ hˈæf ˈɔf, ænd hˈɜːt ðə bˈoʊn. ˌɪɾəl biː wˈiːks bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ kæn dˈuː ɐ stɹˈoʊk ʌv wˈɜːk ɐɡˈɛn. ɪt mˈiːnz aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ wˈʌt, ænd aɪ dˈæɹɛnt θˈɪŋk wˈʌt, nˈæni. ðə kˈʊk sˈoʊd ɪɾ ˈʌp." hiː ɡlˈaʊɚd æt ðɪ ˈɪndʒɚd mˈɛmbɚ sˈævɪdʒli. hɪz wˈaɪfz fˈeɪs ɡɹˈuː pˈeɪlɚ stˈɪl, bˌʌt ʃiː ˈoʊnli ˈæskt tˈɛndɚli, "hˌaʊ dˈɪd juː ˈɛvɚ ɡɛt hˈɪɹ, dʒˈoʊ?" "ɹˈoʊd wˈʌn ʌv pˈoʊz bɹˈiːmz hˈɑːsᵻz hɪz ɹˈɛd ɹˈoʊn." "fˈɪftiːn mˈaɪlz ˌɔn hˈɔːɹsbæk wɪð ðæt fˈʊt? aɪ ʃˌʊdəv θˈɔːt ɪt wʊdhɐv kˈɪld juː, dʒˈoʊ."