[Illustration:] YOUTH VOLUME 1 NUMBER 6 1902 AUGUST _An_ ILLUSTRATED MONTHLY JOURNAL _for_ BOYS & GIRLS The Penn Publishing Company Philadelphia CONTENTS FOR AUGUST FRONTISPIECE (Polly’s Letter) Ida Waugh PAGE A BATTLE WITH A WINDMILL Frank H. Coleburn 197 WITH WASHINGTON AT VALLEY FORGE (Serial) W. Bert Foster 201 Illustrated by F. A. Carter MARY LANE’S HIGHER EDUCATION Marguerite Stables 210 Illustrated by Ida Waugh LITTLE POLLY PRENTISS (Serial) Elizabeth Lincoln Gould 214 A NOVEL WEAPON 220 HOW PLANTS LIVE Julia McNair Wright 221 Illustrated by Nina G. Barlow A DAUGHTER OF THE FOREST (Serial) Evelyn Raymond 223 WOOD-FOLK TALK J. Allison Atwood 230 THE OLDEST COLLEGES 231 WITH THE EDITOR 232 EVENT AND COMMENT 233 OUT OF DOORS 234 THE OLD TRUNK (Puzzles) 235 IN-DOORS (Parlor Magic, Paper VI) Ellis Stanyon 236 WITH THE PUBLISHER 237 YOUTH _An Illustrated Monthly Journal for Boys and Girls_ SINGLE COPIES 10 CENTS ANNUAL SUBSCRIPTION $1.00 Sent postpaid to any address Subscriptions can begin at any time and must be paid in advance Remittances may be made in the way most convenient to the sender, and should be sent to THE PENN PUBLISHING COMPANY 923 ARCH STREET, PHILADELPHIA, PA. Copyright 1902 by The Penn Publishing Company [Illustration: POLLY’S LETTER (Page 218)] YOUTH VOL. I AUGUST 1902 No. 6 A BATTLE WITH A WINDMILL By Frank H. Coleburn Shortly after I left college, my father died, leaving me, his only son, so well-nigh penniless that I was very glad, indeed, to accept the position which Mr. Eller, an old friend of the family, offered me in his vineyard. My benefactor’s home was in southern California, a region where the people’s livelihood depends upon grapes and wine-making. One day, not long after my arrival, the big windmill, which supplied the whole winery with water, got out of order and refused to pump. Mr. Eller examined it carefully, but was unable to learn where the difficulty lay. He came down from the tank much disturbed, for water was a great necessity in that dry country. “Harry,” he said to me, “you’re something of a mechanic, aren’t you?” “I did pay a little attention to the study at one time,” I answered, modestly. “Well, I wish you would try what you can do in the way of fixing that windmill.” I promised that I would, and Mr. Eller left me.