The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1916-11-10
NEIL MCDONALD
BRITISH MAJOR
M l N ED IN PHILIPSBURG
AND WAS ASSOCIATED
WITH TOM KINDS.
Was Aspirant for State Mining In
spector Under Governor Toole:
Went to Toronto With Tom Kinds:
Enlisted as a Private.

"F'oghorn" Mcdonald, known in
Phillipsburg, Diamond, Butte and
Helena and other Montana towns, and
who was a candidate for state mining
inspector when Joseph Il. Toole be-
came governor the second time, is a
major in a Canadian battalion, in
which he enlisted at the outbreak of
the war as a private.
Mcdonald was well known in Mon
iana ten years ago. He was one of
Tom Hinds' %lieutcnants when Kinds
was associated with the Heinze in
ierests. lie was also with Kinds when
Judge Clancy appointed him receiver
OF the Boston and Montana. in which
capacity he served six days and was
awarded a fee of $500, 600.
But this is a story about Neil Nc
Donald, of Phillipsburg, and Dia-
mond, and Clancy, and Butte, and the
l'"rcupnc, and other mining camps
where life was picturesque and money
was 10 be made qAickly.
With Kinds in Toronto.
When Tom Kinds went to Toronto
and became the great railroad con-
tractor OF Canada "Fo"1orn' went
with him. When gold was discovered
IN the Porcnplnc country, half way
between lludson's Bay and Toronto,
'Foghorn'' was there. as every Mon
tanan who joined IN that stampede
will recall. He vas representing
limbs and secured some property that
looked Tor a time as though it would
develop into Il producer.
Then came the War. '~'F'oghorn,'
with five years. residence in Canada
behind him, decided to fight for the
country Of his adoption. The fact
that he was owe so did not make him
hesitate.
SO he enlisted as a private. He
went to France with the first over
seas expedition. Two wears i'm the
trenches have won for him a commits
sion as ma jor in King Georges i'm
perlal army. 1t will be news in Phil
iipsburg.
His nickname comes from the fact
that he has a deep bass voice of tre-
mcndous carrying power.
"Foghorn" in London.
''~F'oghorn' arrived in London a
few days ago to receive his latest pro-
motion, and the Canadian Associated
Press carried a column story about
his arrival in the British metropolis,
in part as follows:
"Ic is the sort of officer that men
would follow to the gates of hell,' de-
clared Major "Eddie' Holland, a
longtime friend, and a "N. CO. of
the South African war. "And speak
me OF HE'LL he added, ''thcre may or
may not be something in the fact
'Foghorn' belongs TO the Little
Black Devils Of Winnipeg"
Ignores Discipline.
1t has been said of "Foohorn' that
he's not afraid 'or any man-and
vcry few women. His heart is as BIG
as the world, and he has a way Of
calling a superior officer ''Bill," or
"Jim,' or "George,' and referring
TO a corporal as a "brother officer,"
that is quite battling to the English
mans idea of discipline.
"Foghorn' has been serving for
some time Is transport officer Of the
''Little Black DEVILS" and has been
riding about the front lines on what
ne describes himself as "a mighty
fine boss" Whore he got the horse
he Will not tell you. 1t wouldn't be
passed by the censor, he says.
"~Foghorn" served for Il time as
an officer in the United States army
the Third volunteer cavalry of the
Spanish war.
II think the officer commanding
ow regiment had fifteen or twenty
million dollars,' said "Foghorn.'"
had a dollar and thirty-five cents my
SELF A day or two ago a staff
colonel, fresh from Canada, walked
into the Savoy club.
How He Greets Them.
"Hello, 'Foghorn,' he called out;
II heard you a couple of blocks down
the street and came in to see you.
DO you remember me?'
Remember you?" repeated "Fog-
hon'; "why bless your brass-hatted
old soul, I'd know your hide in a tam
yard.'
A "brass hat" is the army name
Tor staff officers, and it comes, of
course, from the abundance of gold
braid they wear on their caps.
Someone asked how things were 60
ing at the front.
"Going?" said "Foghorn"; "why,
the boys are getting SO CAV out there
one OF our battalions came paradine
up to the front line trenches the other
day with a brass band, playing for all
it was worth. They were right where
YOU could get killed anv minute, too.
and even my old boss thought they
were crazy.
"Guess I'll be getting back to the
front o O myself,' he concluded.