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Therefore , this must be , a foreword of the coming harvest of the bulls and the slaughter of the bears . Others than Ike Bloomstein remarked upon the fact that Bob Brownley had hung close to the Sugar-pole all day , but when the close had come and gone without his having anything to do with the Sugar skyrockets , he dropped out of his fellow-brokers ' minds . Wall Street has no use for any but the `` doer . '' The poet and the mooner would be no more secure from interruption in the centre of the Sahara than in Wall Street between ten and three o'clock . Some sage has said that the human mind , like the well-bucket , can carry only its fill . The Wall Street mind always has its fill of budding dollars . In consequence , there is never room for those other interests that enter the normal mind .