Why do they call me the Gibson Girl?” These lines of a popular song were uttered with a sigh by the heroine of this Biograph comedy, for beauty is sometimes an annoying possession.

Te place selected is one frequented by the middle class, where she feels she will he free from the tormenting attentions of the male sex that her beauty has induced in the past.

She arrives without ostentation accompanied only by her maid, but her extreme pulchritude and graceful bearing soon enraptured the male contingent of the place to the jealous rage of the other women folks who find themselves deserted.

A walk on the beach, a stroll through the park is invariably attended by a regiment of gallants, until to her they become positive pests, is destined to pass time in the seclusion of her room.

Of course, the persistent tormenters flee in a panic when they behold; but, you know “one but the brave deserve the fair,” and Commodore Fitzmorris sticks, thereby making a decided impression upon Nanette.