text_original: This letter made me an object of dread. Folks never knew what I might see or say next; and there soon arose another trouble about my living in Camp  bell; for Miss Dix objected, claimed that it was an in  fringement on her authority.
text_transcription: THIS LETTER MADE ME AN OBJECT OF DREAD FOLKS NEVER KNEW WHAT I MIGHT SEE OR SAY NEXT AND THERE SOON ROSE ANOTHER TROUBLE ABOUT MY LIVING IN CAMPBELL FOR MISS DIX OBJECTED CLAIMED THAT IT WAS AN INFRINGEMENT ON HER AUTHORITY
phonemes: ðɪs lˈɛɾɚ mˌeɪd mˌiː ɐn ˈɑːbdʒɛkt ʌv dɹˈɛd. fˈoʊks nˈɛvɚ nˈuː wʌt aɪ mˌaɪt sˈiː ɔːɹ sˈeɪ nˈɛkst; ænd ðɛɹ sˈuːn ɚɹˈoʊz ɐnˈʌðɚ tɹˈʌbəl ɐbˌaʊt maɪ lˈɪvɪŋ ɪn kˈæmp bˈɛl; fɔːɹ mˈɪs dˈɪks ɑːbdʒˈɛktᵻd, klˈeɪmd ðˌɐɾɪt wʌz ɐn ɪn fɹˈɪndʒmənt ˌɔn hɜːɹ ɐθˈɔːɹɪɾi.