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The mad whirl of the garish cafés, the intoxicating strains of subdued music, the subtle influence of the bright lights were wrecking Dr. Carlton's life. Home, wife and child were forgotten in his insane rush for pleasure. One night, the ...See moreThe mad whirl of the garish cafés, the intoxicating strains of subdued music, the subtle influence of the bright lights were wrecking Dr. Carlton's life. Home, wife and child were forgotten in his insane rush for pleasure. One night, the little girl became ill very suddenly. The mother, in despair, went to the café after her husband and pleaded with him to return and treat the baby, but he, in his drunken brutality, drove her away. The next day the doctor left home forever. That was the last straw. The wife's endurance was gone, the last shred of patience and love had fled. She drooped like a flower denied rain, and soon passed into the Great Beyond. Ten years later Doctor Carlton began to realize where his life would eventually lead him and he checked his rapid pace. He saw that his brutality had killed his wife, and made frantic efforts to locate his daughter. All his efforts, however, were in vain, so he turned again to the old life. He was invited to a garden party given by Baron Melidoff. The attraction of the evening was to be the celebrated artist Maude Iris. The fitting climax of the night of debauchery was to be a reckless lottery of this woman of the world. Carlton was the winner, but such things were now repulsive. He refused the envied advantage and returned to his private hospital, which he had established. The following day he had information which gladdened his heart, but at the same time made him suffer untold agony. Maude Iris, who had sold her soul for pretty baubles, and who had given her kisses for coins, was none other than his only daughter. He hastened to her, but she refused to acknowledge his parenthood and bitterly rebuked him for the death of her mother. She taunted him with being the cause of the depth to which she had sunk. Years passed. The glory of Maude Iris vanished, age dimmed her beauty. She frequented the shadows and paid the ruthless wage of sin. She became the mistress of the motley, the queen of the worthless. One day she was carried by chance to her father's hospital with a fractured skull which had been received in a saloon brawl. Bravely the father fought his battle with death. At last, it seemed as though the victory was won. She opened her eyes and recognized him. Immediately the old hatred dominated her and she began to hurl forth her bitter reproaches. Something snapped in the father's heart and the hot tears welled from his eyes. Kneeling by her side, his body heaving with sobs, he begged forgiveness for the wrong he had done. Somewhere from within the callous heart of the hardened Iris the little human germ of womanhood came to the surface, and she also wept. The tears washed away her sins. In a sudden, overwhelming impulse, she threw her arms around her father's neck in a paroxysm of grief, her eyes looked into his and there, through the mist of tears, he read the victory over sin. Her face lighted by a new and wondrous radiance, and her trembling lips breathed words of forgiveness and endearment. But their happiness was short lived. The penalty must be paid. The new-found daughter died in the doctor's arms. Written by Moving Picture World synopsis See less