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I always pretend to myself that such books take place in an alternate universe where technological advancement proceeded along different lines. So sure, space travel with analog computers, why not? We're already suspending disbelief. Up the ante.
How's this for a nit-pick? Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of Nymh. During the conversation about plowing, the shrew asks Mrs. Frisby, "Remember in the spring of sixty-five? He plowed on the eleventh of March, and on a Sunday at that."
In 1965, March 11 fell on a Thursday, not a Sunday.
(not my own, I found that online)
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