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Crain habit for the girls to call out the answers, and they were very accurate most of the time. Jeanne was so good that she won a quiz contest at St. Mary's Academy — as a Ninth Grader — and was entered in a city-wide contest that was broadcast over the radio.
It was the first time Jeanne had ever faced a microphone. When her first question was fired at her, Jeanne swallowed hard, looked at the iron ear awaiting her reply and decided that the only sharp contestant was the one safely sitting on a hassock in her own living room . . . about forty miles from the nearest microphone. Then, from somewhere, the correct answer popped into her mind. Whew! A close one.
Her second problem Was easy: Name ten state capitals. Even her third question — although she doesn't remember it nowadays — was no brain-cracker. The fourth went off like a breeze, too. But the fifth. Try this on your encyclopedia: In what year did Caesar complete his conquest of Gaul?
Jeanne was taking Latin; she had floundered her way through that celebrated seventeenth chapter dealing with the construction of a pontoon bridge. She knew "Omnis Gallia in tres partes divisa est." But she didn't know that date. She had to ^ive up, and this omission of knowledge dropped her rating into second place.
She felt badly about it; she could visualize her family sitting around the radio, rooting for her and being disappointed when she couldn't win.
However, like Caesar, she carried home some of the spoils of war: As second place contestant she was awarded three dollars in cash and ten pounds of sausage. It was the sausage that impressed the family. They had sausage for breakfast, luncheon and dinner for a week in order to use it up. To this day no one in the Crain household ever describes success as "bringing home the bacon." It is "bringing home the sausage."
Jeanne felt better about the whole thing when she learned that her father had gone scurrying to the nearest ancient history tome when he heard the question. In case you've been worried, too Caesar licked Gaul in 51 B.C. when he was fifty-one years old.
When Jeanne was fifteen and a half, she attended a candid camera night at which lens hounds were photographing a popular dance band. It was customary at affairs of 'this kind for a girl to be selected from the audience for the picture-snappers to pose with the band leader, or alone— if she were photogenic enough. Jeanne was snatched from the observers* ranks one night and caused a mild sensation. There was no band leader beside her. When the boys couldn't remember her name, they called her Eyelashes. "Hey, Eyelashes, how about that left profile?^ Oh, swell. Now, how about a big smile, Eyelashes?"