Then the "Albatross" flew over Iowa after having sighted Iowa City about eleven o'clock in the morning.
A few chains of hills, "bluffs" as they are called, curved across the face of the country trending from the south to the northwest, whose moderate height necessitated no rise in the course of the aeronef.
Soon the bluffs gave place to the large plains of western Iowa and Nebraska--immense prairies extending all the way to the foot of the Rocky Mountains.

Here and there were many rios, affluents or minor affluents of the Missouri.

On their banks were towns and villages, growing more scattered as the "Albatross" sped farther west.
Nothing particular happened during this day.

Uncle Prudent and Phil Evans were left entirely to themselves.

They hardly noticed Frycollin sprawling at full length in the bow, keeping his eyes shut so that he could see nothing.