Official report of this sector -- 13,300 prisoners; Americans still advancing.

As the St. Mihiel Offensive entered its third day, Grant Willard was kept busy repairing damaged Ford ambulances because his comrades kept colliding with other vehicles and getting blown off the road by artillery fire.

You can feel his excitement in his diary at the news of mounting American victories. 

Saturday, September 14, 1918:

The 325th tried to go over at midnight last night. The result was that we were all called out this A.M. at 3 o’clock to carry back what remained of the 325th. They surely did get shot up. Incidentally Risley, Andie and I went out and pulled in three cars this A.M. Byerly hit a motorcycle and broke a wishbone [on his Ford]. Eric hit a Cadillac staff car, just out of Pont-à-Mousson, head-on and folded his car up like an accordion. Devereux Dunlap was blown off the road by a shell bursting near, but not a soul was hit. A queer thing! Dev. was going toward Dieulouard with a load of patients and Kirkpatrick was returning empty. The night was inky black and raining. The shell exploded squarely in the middle of the road perhaps 50 feet from Dev. and 75 from Kirk. Dev was blown off the road to his right, bending a wishbone, whereas Kirk managed to stick to the road, but ran square into the hole the blooming shell had made. He came out undamaged after getting four fellows to help him push.

The extra cars stayed on duty the remainder of the day. If we hadn’t had so much work to do in the shop it would have been mighty dull back here with everybody gone.

View from the top of Montsec

Nothing more of excitement happened so the extra cars came off post this evening. We now have our usual 9 cars on duty.
Official report of this sector -- 13,300 prisoners; Americans still advancing. Last night’s l’Est [républicain] had a glowing account of the big celebration at the taking of St. Mihiel and the reunion of the French citizens who had been under Boche reign for four years in that territory. Boche are retreating north of Pont-à-Mousson in order to keep their line straight. McGuire and Kendrick went to Seicheprey this P.M. with Lt. Smith. Seicheprey is now a town in the rear. Old “dead man’s curve” and the road to [P.C.] Condy are lined with pup-tents. Mt. Sec is pounded to dust and is now a nest of our batteries rather that Boche. Mac said that from Mt. Sec the road down into Seicheprey is in perfect view with the naked eye. “They could have picked us off with rifles.” A good road is now being built across our old no man’s land.

The harvest moon is now in the making. Tonight is clear and I expect we shall have visitors.