One by one the stars had made their appearance, until now the heavens fairly glittered with them.  How pretty they looked up there in the great blue vault in which they seemed the choicest settings of an angel's handiwork!  Somehow they seemed to sparkle more brightly, and the sky seemed a richer cobalt, than the sky the boys knew at home. But they missed many of the stars which they loved in America.  The swift airplane in which they rode had taken them, day by day, and night by night, away from them.  Many stars which were unknown to them had taken their places, and they realized more strongly than all the pictures in the world could have shown them how very unlike were the skies of the northern and southern hemispheres.