Poisoned and Ambushed on the Road Home

John A. Stone returned from the Sound on Wednesday, where he had been to look after his large hop interests, and relates a thrilling story of an attack made upon him Monday evening by highwaymen. He was driving from his ranch at dusk when he met a couple of men who stopped him and asked for work. Mr. Stone told them to appear the next morning. Before they parted, one of the men drew a flask and invited Mr. Stone to drink. He refused, but they were so persistent he finally took a swallow. A short time later, a strange feeling overcame Mr. Stone, and he showed all indications of strychnine poisoning. He turned and started homeward, whipping his horse into a lively gait. When near the place where he had first seen the men, they suddenly rose out of the ferns and tried to jump into the wagon. One of them hit Mr. Stone two blows on the arm with what was probably a sandbag. Mr. Stone pulled his revolver and emptied three chambers at the fellow, who fell as the wagon wheels passed over him. The other highwayman shot at Mr. Stone without effect before being thrown or falling from the wagon. Mr. Stone then lashed his horse and arrived home in an almost insensible condition. He spent the night speechless, struggling for his life, but finally pulled through.