George Forrester has suffered the loss of his beloved wife, the mother of his little ten-year-old child. The child is forced to become his little housekeeper, while Forrester secures work at the pigeon farm. While thus employed, he meets a former sweetheart and renews his attentions, feeling that she might prove a second mother to his child; but no, on serious consideration he realizes that he could not meet the wants of a second wife, as he finds that her tastes are extravagant, and do his duty to his child, hence he determines to sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of his child, sending her off to school that she may rise above her present environment, while he toils to make ends meet. Several years later we find the girl returning from school, having grown to young womanhood. She is surprised and grieved to see such a change in her father. As she views his almost decrepit form, she exclaims: “Worn hands, gray hairs, and all for me. Father, I shall never leave you.” Ah, but what a rash resolution. Little do we know what fate is designing. She, of course, meets “the” young man. They love each other honestly and devotedly, but the father is unreasonably jealous, and tries to keep them apart, but this is impossible, so in a fit of rage he bids the girl to choose between him and her lover. She chooses the lover, feeling that her dear father would relent. He does not, however, and refuses to either sanction her marriage or visit the couple afterwards, living his life alone in his little cottage. About two years later, the young wife is so wrapped up in her baby that she considers it a slight on the part of anyone who passes it by without enthusiastic notice. Or course, they all tell her her baby is very cute and pretty, but they rebel at being obliged to think of nothing else. She feels that nobody appreciates her baby, so she decides to brave her fears and pay a visit to her father, hoping that the baby may soften his iron will. Cautiously entering the garden, she finds her father the picture of despair, seated on a bench in the arbor. Approaching him noiselessly, she places her baby on its grandpop’s knees. It was as the young wife hoped, and we leave the scene with the child and the grandchild folded in the old man’s arms.
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