text_original: I looks at the window and the door. The shutters was up, and the door was locked and bolted just as I left it I thought it queer; but I thought it queerer when the same thing comes the next night, and the next, and the next It preys upon my mind so, not being used to nor yet partial to ghostesses and such like rubbishes, that I says to myself, I'll get rid of the thing, even if I does it at a loss."
text_transcription: I LOOKS AT THE WINDOW AND THE DOOR THE SHUTTERS WAS UP AND THE DOOR WAS LOCKED AND BOLTED JUST AS I LEFT IT I THOUGHT IT QUEER BUT I THOUGHT IT QUEERER WHEN THE SAME THING COMES THE NEXT NIGHT AND THE NEXT AND THE NEXT IT PREYS UPON MY MIND SO NOT BEING USED TO NOR YET PARTIAL TO GHOSTSEES AND SUCH LIKE RUBBISHES THAT I SAYS TO MYSELF I'LL GET RID OF THE THING EVEN IF I DOES IT AT A LOSS
phonemes: aɪ lˈʊks æt ðə wˈɪndoʊ ænd ðə dˈɔːɹ. ðə ʃˈʌɾɚz wʌz ˈʌp, ænd ðə dˈɔːɹ wʌz lˈɑːkt ænd bˈoʊltᵻd dʒˈʌst æz aɪ lˈɛft ɪɾ aɪ θˈɔːt ɪt kwˈɪɹ; bˌʌt aɪ θˈɔːt ɪt kwˈɪɹɚ wɛn ðə sˈeɪm θˈɪŋ kˈʌmz ðə nˈɛkst nˈaɪt, ænd ðə nˈɛkst, ænd ðə nˈɛkst ɪt pɹˈeɪz əpˌɑːn maɪ mˈaɪnd sˈoʊ, nˌɑːt bˌiːɪŋ jˈuːzd tʊ nˈɔːɹ jˈɛt pˈɑːɹʃəl tə ɡˈoʊstɛsᵻz ænd sˈʌtʃ lˈaɪk ɹˈʌbɪʃᵻz, ðæt aɪ sˈɛz tə maɪsˈɛlf, aɪl ɡɛt ɹˈɪd ʌvðə θˈɪŋ, ˈiːvən ɪf aɪ dˈʌz ɪɾ æɾə lˈɔs."