and when
he recognized the cat that sauntered up, he could see that he was
making head-way. But when he explained his profession and stated his
errand, the atmosphere instantly changed. Miss Greenaway conveyed the
unmistakable impression that she had been trapped, and Bok realized at
once that he had a long and difficult road ahead.

Still, negotiate it he must and he did! And after luncheon in the
garden, with the cat in his lap, Miss Greenaway perceptibly thawed out,
and when the editor left late that afternoon he had the promise of the
artist that she would do her first magazine work for him. That promise
was kept monthly, and for nearly two years her articles appeared, with
satisfaction to Miss Greenaway and with great success to the magazine.

Bok now devoted his attention to strengthening the fiction in his
magazine. He sought Mark Twain, and bought his two new stories; he
secured from Bret Harte a tale which he had just finished, and then ran
the gamut of the best fiction writers of the day, and secured their
best output. Marion Crawford, Conan Doyle, Sarah Orne Jewett, John
Kendrick Bangs, Kate Douglas Wiggin, Hamlin Garland, Mrs. Burton
Harrison, Elizabeth Stuart Phelps, Mary E. Wilkins, Jerome K. Jerome,
Anthony Hope, Joel Chandler Harris, and others followed in rapid
succession.

He next turned for a moment to his religious department, decided that
it needed a freshening of interest, and secured Dwight L. Moody, whose
evangelical work was then so prominently in the public eye, to conduct
"Mr. Moody's Bible Class" in the magazine--practically a study of the
stated Bible lesson of the month with explanation in Moody's simple and
effective style.

The authors for whom the _Journal_ was now publishing attracted the
attention of all the writers of the day, and the supply of good
material became too great for its capacity. Bok studied the mechanical
make-up, and felt that by some method he must find more room in the
front portion. He had allotted the first third of the magazine to the
general literary contents and the latter two-thirds to departmental
features. Toward the close of the number, the departments narrowed
down from full pages to single columns with advertisements on each side.

One day Bok was handling a story by Rudyard Kipling which had overrun
the space allowed for it in the front. The story had come late, and
the rest of the front portion of the magazine had gone to press. The
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