“Sho! you don’t mean to say you’ve got bears in New York.”
“Yes, I do. They’re in Wall Street, too.”
“I shouldn’t think they’d allow it,” said Abner, whose knowledge of finance and the operators who make Wall{105} Street the theatre of their operations was very rudimentary.
“Oh, ain’t you jolly green!” said Julius, exploding with laughter.
“What do you mean?” demanded Abner, inclined to feel offended.
“The bulls and bears I am talkin’ of are men. They’re the brokers that do business in Wall Street.”
“How should I know that? What do they give ’em such curis names for?”
“I don’t know,” said Julius. “I never heard. Didn’t you ever go to New York?”
“No; but I should like to go. It costs a pile of money to go there, I expect. I wish you’d tell me something about it.”
“All right.”