I was so happy that of the people assembled around the tree three knew you and spoke of you--Monsignore Vay de Vaya, and Mrs. Bedford and her daughter. It was sad to have Aunt L. so near and yet so far. The little party went off very well--tiny souvenirs for each. Elim was overwhelmed with toys of the most elaborate kind, and I was almost embarrassed at one time, as they came piling in. The only children present, alas, were Jim Chermont, Mrs. C. R. Hudson's pretty blond-haired little girl, the Japanese children, and little Harold Hotchkiss. They played near the tree, mostly lying on their little tummies, with their heels in the air, as near the lights as possible. Allart sent the dearest miniature _charro_ costume as a present to Elim, with a line that he was too sad to come; his beloved little daughter is in Belgium. In the morning I drove down to the San Juan Letran market and brought back a great bundle of the gorgeous _flor de Noche Buena_ (Poinsettia), most difficult to arrange on account of the thick, angular stems, and not too trustworthy about keeping fresh, even here on its native heath. But the red made lovely splashes of color in the rooms, which were packed. It ended by my inviting every Anglo-Saxon in town, as well as the diplomats, but I have noted that on festive occasions people like being packed. The punch, after an excellent receipt given me by Madame Bonilla, was good and heady, as a punch should be, and the ambassador sent his Belgian _maître d'hôtel_ to superintend the serving of the _refrescos_. I know, however, that many a thought was far, and many a heart sad, because of separations and vanishings. At four o'clock to-day I light up the tree for the servants, and give them their presents. They have _carte blanche_ to bring any of their related young, so I imagine we will be fairly numerous. I then take Elim to the Chermonts' tree, and we dine at the Kilverts' at Coyoacan, driving out with the ambassador and Mr. Potter and Mr. Butler. To-morrow Elim goes to a _piñata_ given by Madame Bonilla, childless herself, but always so eager to make children happy. Wednesday to another at Madame Clara Scherer's. I don't know how he will stand so much "going out." He and Jim Chermont had quite a little "shindy" toward the end of the afternoon yesterday, at which the tiny Jap assisted with joy. The _piñata_ is hung from the ceiling of the zaguan (vestibule entrance into the _patio_). Each child in turn is blindfolded, presented with a long stick, turned around, and then told to proceed. When a lucky hit breaks the _piñata_, there is a stampede for the scattered treasure. On Wednesday Madame Lefaivre has Monsignore to dinner; they had met before in Paris at the Princesse de Polignac's. Elim went to bed with a goat with sharp horns, from Madame Lie, a whip, and nearly a brigade of soldiers, which I removed from him in the "first sweet dreams of night." _December 28th._