text_original: "But," muttered the Captain, "I don't much like to take wood of the yellow faced old scoundrel who owns it  he always charges a quarter of a dollar more than any one else; however, there's no other chance."
text_transcription: BUT MUTTERED THE CAPTAIN I DON'T MUCH LIKE TO TAKE WOOD OF THE YELLOW FACED OLD SCOUNDREL WHO OWNS IT HE ALWAYS CHARGES A QUARTER OF A DOLLAR MORE THAN ANY ONE ELSE HOWEVER THERE'S NO OTHER CHANCE
phonemes: "bˌʌt," mˈʌɾɚd ðə kˈæptɪn, "aɪ dˈoʊnt mˈʌtʃ lˈaɪk tə tˈeɪk wˈʊd ʌvðə jˈɛloʊ fˈeɪsd ˈoʊld skˈaʊndɹəl hˌuː ˈoʊnz ɪt hiː ˈɔːlweɪz tʃˈɑːɹdʒᵻz ɐ kwˈɔːɹɾɚɹ əvə dˈɑːlɚ mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ˌɛni wˈʌn ˈɛls; haʊˈɛvɚ, ðɛɹz nˈoʊ ˈʌðɚ tʃˈæns."