about noon
He swapped legs . `` But the next day , '' he resumed . `` Well , you ca n't tell exactly where any house will be the next day in Kansas . `` It was about noon and Cyclona 's foster father was out in the cornfield , plowing . The wind , as usual , was blowing a gale . It was a mild gale , sixty miles an hour , so Jonathan did not permit it to interfere with his plowing . The rows were a little uneven because the wind blew the horse sidewise and that naturally dragged the plow out of the furrows , but as one rarely sees a straight row of corn in Kansas , Jonathan was not worried .