The Monticellonian., 1916-11-16
M DONALD NOW
 MAJOR "F0GKORN"
Canadian Who Enlisted as Pri- vate at Fifty-Three, Wins
 Another Promotion.
VOICE IS LIKE SEA SIREN
One of the Big Human Personalities of War Turns Up in London Served in United States
 Cavalry.

London.-"Foghorn' Mcdonald ad- mits he's as scotch as oatmeal" but what he doesn't have to admit is that he is beyond doubt the best-known man i'll the wonderful big army Canada has sent over to light for the mother coun- try. Gen. Sir sam Hughes. Canadian Minister of Militia and Defense, is not jealous of "Foghorn's" distinction. The rawest rookie i'll the rearmost ranks of the Dominion forces proclaims it on the fighting line and looks up to this Worid-wandering scion of the clan Me Donald as q shining example of what lowly buck" can do in trying times like these.
 For "Eoghorn" came over as n pri- vate himself just two short years ago. Some of his home folks told him he was .darned old fool" to enlist at fifty-three, but "Foghorn" had been Il miner all his days. He had hit the western trail from sun-baked Bato- pilas iq the wilds of Mexico to the SnoW-shrouded valleys of the Yukon, and he knew what perseverance and pluck and courage and sacrifice could do.
 He knew he would make the grade" and so did great crowd of his friends who gathered q day or two ago to wet that new third stripe and crown on the cuffs of his khaki army jacket. He was back from the front to receive this latest promotion, and he was toast ed major of his majeSty's forces.
 Voice Is Low Rumble
 "Foshorn' Wds born Neil koderick Mcdonald, but there are comparative iy few who know him by that distin- suished name It's just plain Fog horn nowadays from one end of the trenches to the other. and one earful of that low rumbling, window-shatterins rock-Shivering voice eXplodes all pos sible doubt as to the derivation of the nickname.
 There are plenty of GermanS who know "Foghorn." too. In the days of the deadlock, when trenches crept clos CT and closer together, he Was one of those who bufroWed beneath the earth and set off great minaA under the en- emy. He had not been a mining ensi- neer iu vain. Often his voice would so booming across No Mans Land" hurl- ing picturesque invectives at the Ger manS
 Not To know "Foghorn" Mcdonald is to miss one of the big human per sonaities of this war. It is not diff cult to realize what q tower of cn- eouragement and strength he is to the soldiers at the front.
 He is the sort of officer whose men would follow him to the gates of hell itself and walk in laughing declared Major Eddie Holland. q longtime friend and ". C." of the South Af- rican war.
 And speaking of hades," he added there may or may not he something in the fact that Foghorn belongs to the Black Devils"
 That is the name the Germans have given the Eighth Battalion, Canadian infantry, and the battalion has adopted as it's insignia a small black imp dane ing in glee. They were delighted with the appellation and are living up to it according To all reports from the Somme.
 He's Not Afraid of Any Man.
 It has been said of Foghorn that Ines not afraid of any man-and very few women" His home iS in the great American West. He has lived much in the United States and almost every province in Canada can claim him as her own His heart is as big as the world in which he has lived, and he has way of calling Il superior officer Bill" or Jim" or George and re- ferring to a corporal as q "hrether of tcer" that is quite bafiling to the Eng lishman's idea of discipline. Someone spoke to Fog" about it.
 Well. sir he explained, its mans war, by gad, sir, and l respect every mothers son who's out there do- ing his bit l was full-fedged buck myself once, and know what they have to go through"
 "Foghorn" served for time as an officer in the United States army-the Third Volunteer Cavalry of the Span ish war.
 T think the officer commanding our regiment had fifteen CT twenty million dollars" said "Foghorn;' . T had $l.35 myself"
 A day or two ago staff colonel. fresh from Canada walked into the Savoy Club"
 "HeHo, Foghorn." he called out T heard you couple of blocks down the street and came in to see you. Do you remember me-"
 "Remember you?" repeated Fog" "why bless your brass-hatted old soul. I'd know your. hide in q tan yard"
 A brass hat" is the army name for all staff officers, and it comes. of course. from the abundance of gold braid they wear on their caps.
 Fined $5 for 1-Cent Sale.
 New Yerk.-For selling a sweet po- tato for penny on the Sabbath Harry