Mr. Bliss said to me once, not long before his death, that he hoped that he would not be known to posterity only as the author of Hold the Fort, for he believed that he had written many better songs. However, when I attended the dedication of the Bliss monument, at Rome, Penn­syl­van­ia, I found these words inscribed:

P. P. Bliss
Author of Hold the Fort

The pine tree from which [Will­iam Te­cum­seh] Sher­man’s signal was flown was cut down a few years after the war, and was made into souvenirs, I receiving a baton with which to lead my choirs.

Hold the Fort was used frequently in our meetings in Great Bri­tain during 1873–4. Lord Shaftes­bu­ry said at our farewell meeting in Lon­don: If Mr. San­key has done no more than teach the people to sing ‘Hold the Fort,’ he has conferred an inestimable blessing on the Bri­tish empire.

On a trip to Switz­er­land, in 1879, I stopped over Sunday in Lon­don with the family of Will­iam Higgs, and attended morning services at the Metropolitan Tabernacle. While seated in a pew with Mrs. Higgs and three of her daughters, I was discovered by Mr. [Charles] Spur­geon. At the conclusion of his address he sent one of his deacons down to the pew, inviting me to his private room at the rear of the pulpit. There I was warmly greeted by the great preacher. In the course of our conversation he said: “A few days ago I received a copy of a bill pending in Parliament in relation to the army, with a letter from a Chris­tian gentleman asking if I couldn’t preach a sermon on this bill. I have decided to preach that sermon to-night, and I want you to come and sing, ‘Hold the Fort.’ I replied that he was not a man to be denied; and although I had not expected to sing in public in Lon­don on this trip, I would gladly comply with his wish if I could have a small organ to accompany myself upon. This I supposed he would not be have, as he did not approve of organs at public worship and never used one in his church; but he replied that when I arrived at the meeting there would be an instrument on the platform for me. In the evening, at the close of his address he announced that I was present and would sing Hold the Fort; and he asked them all to join heartily in the chorus. An organ had been secured from the Students’ College. When the chorus was sung it was heard blocks away. At the conclusion of the service Mr. Spur­geon exclaimed: There now, I think our roof will stay on after that!

On reaching Switz­er­land I sang in many cities. Sailing across Lake Lu­cerne, and ascending the Ri­gi, there I again sang Hold the Fort, much to the interest of the Swiss peasants.

An indication of the impression this and other Amer­i­can songs made upon the people may be seen in the case of the two actors who came on the stage in one of the largest theaters in Eng­land and attempted to caricature Mr. Moody and myself. The galleries struck up “Hold the Fort,” and kept on singing the piece until the actors had to withdraw from the stage. On their reappearing, with the purpose of continuing the performance, the song was once again started, and continued until that part of the entertainment was given up. I have been informed that the cabling of this incident to [Amer­i­ca] at the time it took place turned the attention of our countrymen more thoroughly to our work across the sea than all the reports previously sent in relation to the movement over there.

Shortly after the evangelistic work of Hen­ry Var­ley in York­ville and To­ron­to, about 1875, when the songs in the first edition of “Gospel Hymns” were heard all over the land, a carpenter and his apprentice were working on a building in York­ville. The man was a Christian and had consecrated his fine tenor voice to the Master’s use. The boy had just given himself to Je­sus and was also a singer for the Lord. One morning, as they met at the usual hour for work, the following dialog took place between them:

Do you know who is coming here to work today?
No, I did not hear of anybody coming here.
Well there is; and it is Tom­my Dodd.
And who might Tom­my Dodd be?
He is a painter, and the greatest drunkard and wife-beater in York­ville.
Well, Joe, we must give him a warm reception.
Yes, we will sing like everything, so that he can’t get a bad word in.

So, when Tom­my Dodd came, they struck up Hold the Fort. And they kept on singing till he left his work and came closer to listen. He asked them to sing it over and over again, joining heartily in it himself, for Tom­my was very fond of singing. This was followed by an invitation to the young men’s prayer-meeting, where the Spirit led him to surrender to Christ. Afterward he was found at the church instead of the saloon, singing the sweet songs of Zi­on.

Dr. [Reu­ben Arch­er] Tor­rey, on his return from Eng­land recently, called on me and told me that while he and Mr. Al­ex­an­der were holding meetings in Bel­fast, one of the most enthusiastic helpers was a typical Ir­ish­man, well-known as an active worker all over the city. He was constantly bringing drunkards to the front and dealing with them, said Dr. Tor­rey, and holding meetings in the open air all over the city. The story of his conversion was exceedingly interesting. At that time he was a prisoner in a cell in Bel­fast. The window of his cell was open. Mr. San­key was singing Hold the Fort in another building. There in his cell he accepted Christ under the influence of this hymn. I think he never saw Mr. San­key in his life.

My Life and the Story of the Gospel Hymns, by Ira D. San­key (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Sunday School Times Com­pa­ny, 1907), pp. 152–55