It starts with a quarrel between Nell and Dick, who immediately break off their engagement. Nell at once seeks consolation in telling her troubles to some girls, who form themselves in a "Men Haters' Club," call an indignation meeting under a tree and decide to go camping unattended by the sterner sex and thus assert their independence of all mankind. Dick has climbed up into a tree, overhears their plans and imparts this news to his friends, and they resolve to form themselves into a "Follow the Girls Club." The girls engage the necessary chaperone, an angular old maid, and start for the country and camp life, pitch their tent after much trouble in a secluded spot and start in to rough it. The boys follow the girls and locate their camp about a half mile away from female establishment, enjoyably passing the time and awaiting developments. They soon come in the shape of a storm, which soon blows down the poorly adjusted D.O.M.C.'s tent and leaves all the girls unprotected from the drenching rain, and they are obliged to get out of their beds and hustle. Securing the services of a near-by farmer, a real man, things are soon put in shape and they start all over again. The next night they are attacked by a swarm of mosquitoes, and, altogether, their D.O.M. Club is not a success. The boys play pranks on the girls by dropping fake spiders through openings in the tent and enjoy their discomfiture. Last, but not least, of their troubles comes in the form of a couple of tramps, who eat up the camp provisions and then break into their tent. The girls' screams are heard by Dick and his friends, who happen to be strolling in the neighborhood, and they run to the protection of the girls, knocking down the tramps and putting them to flight. The girls are obliged, and only too willing to acknowledge the gallantry of the young men and their graciousness of their deliverance from the "hobos." The boys tell them the pleasure is all theirs. The girls and boys begin to pair off arm-in-arm, following the example of Dick and Nell, who are very happy in their reconciliation. The chaperone feels so mad that she has no one to love her that she feels like eating worms, but, behold, a man appears before her, the old farmer, who is cordially welcomed by the "goo-gooish" old "leftover," and soon they are stirring up the flickering sparks of love.