Granny Willard, seeing the end of her days approaching, begs to leave her bed and sit in her old armchair, the bumble throne about which three generations have assembled. Her favorite grandson, Tom Willard, has come in from the farm with his buxom wife to visit. So the strong arms of youth carry old age gently to the armchair in the sunlit room for a last meeting with all her kith and kin. There came the rural types known to that modest old cottage, and then that more sacred circle of grandsons with their wives and little ones. So a lovely day passes, as do others, until the shadows darken and tears pay tribute to the passing of dear old granny. After the days of mourning, the family again meet to hear the last will and testament of the departed. All are remembered in substantial fashion, save the beloved grandson, Thomas, who must needs be contented with Granny's Old Armchair. Other members of the family, visibly more fortunate, expect that Thomas, the poorest of them all, will attempt to break the will; but he accepts the legacy with love and gratitude. Fate, as if to further vex him, burns his house, but he, faithful to his trust, saves the rickety old chair. Part of the bottom is burned away, showing a note projecting from the upholstery. He investigates and finds it is upholstered with valuable securities, so, while he lost his house, he gained a fortune, and all his loving kindness was rewarded after all.