Arizona republican., 1900-12-27
RECORDER JOBS PRESENT
A Christmas Gift Greatly Prized for
 Its Associations.

Recorder Jobs received q Christmas present. There is nothing unusual about that, perhaps, as he has been in close touch with santa Claus for a great many years, but the particular present. that he received this year was just the right thing at the right time and warmed the cookies of his old heart like chicken tamale served with red pepper sauce.
 It was nothing but a picture, just an old-time picture of the faculty of Princeton university, as it's orgdniza' ton stood in 1867 when Mir. Jobs form ed one of the graduating class, and like all graduates, thought he had d tail hold on success and all he had to do was to hang on and be dragged into fame and fortune. As he express es it. Princeton was then just a little back country Jersey college with only nine professors and a small enrolment. It now boasts of some 400 professors, assistant professors, intructoIs and tutors, and the growth and standing obtained by this institution in thirty three years is proof sufficient of the kind of heads found on he shoulders of those nine men, some of whom still retain their chairs. The picture is d fine steel etcEi1S. handsomely framed and from the r2e-aories it recalls it is little wonder that Mir Jobs was the happiest boy Santa Claus found here Monday nigh. II. wouldn't trade that picture for a pair of skates, a sled and a pocketful of agate marbles; anyhow, not while he lives in Phoenix, and hell never live anywhere else if he can help 1t.
 At the time the picture was taken President Mclean was in charge and the members of the faculty were most of them ,ong on brains but short on clothes. They were, if anything, a lit tie behind their own time. and that was a third of q century back into what now seems like nowhere Mr Jobs finds pleasure not alone in the recollection of the stern, old faces that accumulated wrinkles trying to make a man out of him, but as well, in the memory Of their prehistoric garbs. Three of the professors, the real dressy ones, wore high hats, wide at the top and with narrow brims, trousers that bagged al the knees, vests, Cow cut on top and high cut on the bottom. and dresscoats that looked like vests to each of which a couple of ribbons were attached doing duty as rudimentary tails. Three of the others wore old fashioned Quaker hats. They had some other clothes beside, but not diff fering from the above sufficiently to warrant detailed description. The other three were attired more or less conventionally for that time.
 One of the broad-brims was Prof Samuel Duhield. known familiarly by the students as "Pappy Dufield." He was then. and still is, professor of mathematics. He is remarkably brainy man and in addition to being notable mathematician, he is among the immortals of the Presbyterian church, and a recognized authority in theological matters. As for mathe- matics MT. Jobs says that if a student had even an ounce of brains and would give "Pappy" DuIHeld decent attention he would find t but d small jump from mental arithmetic to trigonometry. but the great trouble with many of the s.u- dents was that they never got over being freshmen" and preferred spending their time in making fun of their instructors rather than profting by their association with brains. MT. Jobs, of course, was not one of this kind. That is why he is such an oracle now. Prof. Duffield is now quite an old man and has been an invalid for some years.