It was he who discovered first the packages for each little one; he who, without appearing to do so, guided them in their march around the tree, so that all might find just the presents that suited them.

He seemed to Livingstone's quickened eye to divine just what each child liked and wished.

He appeared to know all that Livingstone desired to know.
At length, he alone of all the guests had received no present.

The others had their little arms packed so full that Livingstone had to step forward to the tree to help a small tot bear away his toppling load.
The next moment Kitty discovered a large envelope lying at the foot of the tree.

It was addressed, _John Clark, Esq., Father of Santa Claus's Partner._ It was strange that Kitty should have overlooked it before.
With a spring she seized it and handed it to her father with a little shout of joy, for she had not been able to keep from showing disappointment that he had received nothing.
Clark smiled at her pleasure, for he knew that the kisses which she had given him from time to time had been to make amends to him, and not, as others thought, from joy over her own presents.
Clark knew well the hand-writing, and even as he opened the envelope he glanced around to catch Livingstone's eye and thank him.