Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 March 1918 — Jesus, the very thought of Thee With gladness fills my breast. [ARTICLE]

Jesus, the very thought of Thee With gladness fills my breast.

And like a wave of melody the songt passed from rank to rank, until every man seemed'to be singing. The hymn, was sung right through to the last verse the officers, meantime, looking on in silence. How many of these men have already looked into the faca of him of whom they sang? There was a Christian association hutin that camp at which this hymn was a great favorite with the men —surely much better than the senseless “Tipperary." —D. J. Findlay in The Christian.