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They were begun in the April of my life, and though it is now well into / mid-June, some of the glamour of the Spring yet inspires me, and I am / still a-wondering. I have tried every charm to preserve my youth, and a / drop of wine and a girl or two into the bargain, but the game is near / played out.
But what boots marbles and tops when one is initiated into the mysteries / of billiards and chess? It has taken me all these years to find that / there is sport for every season, and the rules vary. To make a bold / play at life, then, without cheating (which is due only to a false / conception of the reward), and with the progress, rather than the / particular stage reached, in mind, is my aim. So I have tossed / overboard all my fears and regrets, and gone in for the higher problems / of maturity.