My mailman, David, is the sunny-faced sort who brightens my block each afternoon, no matter the weather, with a glowing smile.
I had a letter from him by the mailman yesterday from Fraser's Gully.
About 1910, however, a mailman was provided by the post office, though he still worked under the charge of the Chief Librarian.
We did see one time some—the mailman brought a big package in.
"'Tis Her Majesty's mail, b'y," Billy could hear the mailman say.
I knew that in all probability we should have no visitors for ten or eleven days until the mailman came.
