text_original: Presently the men began to straggle out to the snug row of sheds where the horses were kept. Posey Breem yawned lazily as he threw open the door of his particular stall, then suddenly brought himself together with a jerk and stared fixedly. "What ails you now, Pose? Seen a ghost?"
text_transcription: PRESENTLY THE MEN BEGAN TO STRAGGLE OUT TO THE SNUG ROW OF SHEDS WHERE THE HORSES WERE KEPT POSEY BREAM YAWNED LAZILY AS HE THREW OPEN THE DOOR OF HIS PARTICULAR STALL THEN SUDDENLY BROUGHT HIMSELF TOGETHER WITH A JERK AND STARED FIXEDLY WHAT AILS YOU NOW POSE SEEN A GHOST
phonemes: pɹˈɛzəntli ðə mˈɛn bɪɡˈæn tə stɹˈæɡəl ˈaʊt tə ðə snˈʌɡ ɹˈoʊ ʌv ʃˈɛdz wˌɛɹ ðə hˈɔːɹsᵻz wɜː kˈɛpt. pˈoʊsi bɹˈiːm jˈɔːnd lˈeɪzili æz hiː θɹˈuː ˈoʊpən ðə dˈɔːɹ ʌv hɪz pɚtˈɪkjʊlɚ stˈɔːl, ðˈɛn sˈʌdənli bɹˈɔːt hɪmsˈɛlf təɡˌɛðɚ wɪð ɐ dʒˈɜːk ænd stˈɛɹd fˈɪksᵻdli. "wˌʌt ˈeɪlz juː nˈaʊ, pˈoʊz? sˈiːn ɐ ɡˈoʊst?"