text_original: "I married the woman my father picked out for me, when I came home, and resolved to pull up and live soberly like a decent man. But nothing went well with me. My children died one after another; my boy lived to be seven years old, but he was feeble, and now he is dead too, and you are the heir.
text_transcription: I MARRIED THE WOMAN MY FATHER PICKED OUT FOR ME WHEN I CAME HOME AND RESOLVED TO PULL UP AND LIVE SOBERLY LIKE A DECENT MAN BUT NOTHING WENT WELL WITH ME MY CHILDREN DIED ONE AFTER ANOTHER MY BOY LIVED TO BE SEVEN YEARS OLD BUT HE WAS FEEBLE AND NOW HE IS DEAD TOO AND YOU ARE THE HEIR
phonemes: "aɪ mˈæɹid ðə wˈʊmən maɪ fˈɑːðɚ pˈɪkt ˈaʊt fɔːɹ mˌiː, wˌɛn aɪ kˈeɪm hˈoʊm, ænd ɹᵻzˈɑːlvd tə pˈʊl ˌʌp ænd lˈaɪv sˈoʊbɚli lˈaɪk ɐ dˈiːsənt mˈæn. bˌʌt nˈʌθɪŋ wɛnt wˈɛl wɪð mˌiː. maɪ tʃˈɪldɹən dˈaɪd wˈʌn ˈæftɚɹ ɐnˈʌðɚ; maɪ bˈɔɪ lˈɪvd təbi sˈɛvən jˈɪɹz ˈoʊld, bˌʌt hiː wʌz fˈiːbəl, ænd nˈaʊ hiː ɪz dˈɛd tˈuː, ænd juː ɑːɹ ðɪ ˈɛɹ.