From the Five Rivers by Flora Annie Steel Outside the village a man stood alone in the moonless night. Yet it was not dark; for in the unending depths of violet blue the stars hung many hued and many-sized - each in their order, so clear, SO bright, that the Simile as one star differeth from another in glory stood out in all its vivid truth, undimmed by the mists of a Western atmosphere. The man, however, neither looked nor thought of the stars. He...