A little girl from the East Side was invited to a garden party given by a very aristocratic lady to a group of little East-Siders.
The little girl, as she drank her tea and ate her plum-cake on a velvet lawn under a white-blooming cherry tree, said to her hostess:
"Does your husband drink?"
"Why-er-no, not to excess," was the astonished reply.
"How much does he make?"
"He doesn't work," said the lady. "He is a capitalist."
"You keep out of debt, I hope?"
"Of course, child. What on earth do you mean by all these impudent questions?"
"Impudent?" said the little girl. "Why, Ma'am, Mother told me to be sure and behave like a lady, and when ladies call at our rooms they always question Mother like that."