ross-ellison

Updated: June 4, 2025

Thanks to the energy of Colonel John Robin Ross-Ellison, his unusual organizing ability, his personality, military genius and fore-knowledge of what was coming, Gungapur suffered less than might have been expected in view of its position on the edge of a Border State of always-doubtful friendliness, its large mill-hand element, and the poverty and turbulence of its general population.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

I would not ask it of any living soul but you, and I ask it because your presence would show me that you blindly believe that it was not John Robin Ross-Ellison who killed poor Mrs. Dearman, and that would enable me to die quite happy. Your presence would also be a great help to me.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Clearly the first step towards a decently reliable and efficient corps in Gungapur was the abolition of the present one, and, with unformulated intentions towards its abolition, Mr. Ross-Ellison, by the kind influence of Mrs. Dearman, joined as a Second Lieutenant and speedily rose to the rank of Captain and the command of a Company.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

What was the other case?" asked Mrs. Dearman, turning to Mr. Ross-Ellison. "That happened here in India at a station called Duri, away in the Northern Presidency, where I was then er living for a time.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Dearman to the Horse Show, and was settling down, after she had welcomed her guests, to a delightful, entrancing, and thrillful afternoon with her to be broken but while he showed his horse when he had been early and utterly routed by the General. The heart of Mr. Ross-Ellison was sore within him, for he loved Mrs. Dearman very devotedly and respectfully.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

The corps paraded week by week, fell in, marched round the ground and fell out again. There was no change of routine, no increase of work, no stress, no strain. And there the activities of Captain John Robin Ross-Ellison and a large band of chosen men were peculiar.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

"Have you ever come across any other thoroughly substantiated cases of ghost-seeing cases which have really convinced you, Colonel?" queried Mr. Ross-Ellison being deeply interested in the subject by reason of queer powers and experiences of his own. "Yes. Many in which I fully believe, and one about which I am certain. A very interesting case and a very cruel tragedy."

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

"It is four minutes to seven," said Major Ranald, "and tobacco and matches are not supposed to be found in a Government Jail." Ross-Ellison winked at the Major and glanced at a bulge on the right side of the breast of the Major's coat. At this moment the warder standing behind the condemned man seized both his wrists, drew them behind him and fastened them with a broad, strong strap. "H'm!

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

"Would you mind telling me about it?" asked Mr. Ross-Ellison. "Pleasure. More I'll give you as interesting and convincing a 'human document' about it as ever you read, if you like." "I shall be eternally grateful," replied the other. "It was a sad and sordid business. John Robin Ross-Ellison with an involuntary movement of surprise.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

The lout was free the brainless, soulless bovine lout was free in God's beautiful world and Ross-Ellison, soldier and gentleman, lay in a stone cell, and in quarter of an hour would dangle by the neck in a pit below a platform perhaps suffering unthinkable agonies who could tell?... His old friend and commandant Would Wellson never come? What kept the fellow?

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life