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Updated: July 28, 2025
Surrender! said the messenger. But it is not in nature for a postman to give up his postbag without a struggle. 'Never! cried the valiant postmen. But shell after shell battered the corrugated-iron buildings about their ears, and it was not possible for them to answer the guns which were smashing the life out of them. There was no help for it but to surrender.
My grandmother was very busy in these days. All the old friendships which she had let slip were to be taken up again for me. She spent much time at her desk, and the postbag for the Abbey began to contain many delicate, fragrant epistles.
'To-morrow, you know, dear Jacinth, you are to drive with me, said Lady Myrtle, 'while your mother is going to have Francie and Eugene all to herself. Perhaps the result of Mrs Mildmay's conversation with her hostess during their drive that afternoon will be best shown by one of the letters which the Robin Redbreast postbag carried off that very evening.
Every afternoon she took the girls' letters and put them in that receptacle, hanging the key on a little hook in the hall. Morning after morning it was she who received the postbag, unlocked it, and brought the contents to Mrs. Clavering, who always distributed the letters herself. Thus it was easy for Bertha to abstract the letters which contained the Dawlish postmark. She did this for a reason.
But for certain purposes, as to which he despised himself also, the friendship of the Baronet suited him just at present. One morning, for private reasons of his own, Dick went into Perth, which was twenty miles distant from the Baronet's shooting lodge, and returned the same day bringing the postbag with him from a point in the road at which it was daily left by the postman.
Pushpam's home was in the jungle by which is meant not the luxuriant forests of your imagination, but the primitive country unbroken by the long ribbon of the railway, where traffic proceeds at the rate of the lumbering, bamboo-roofed bullock cart, and the unseemliness of Western haste is yet unknown. Twice a week the postbag comes in on the shoulders of the loping tappal runner.
"Oh, I am in no mood to amuse myself; I must face my terrible position." "Ah, I see you have written a letter to your mother; shall I put it in the postbag for you?" "No, thank you; I mean to walk into Hilchester myself presently. I want to post that letter myself. I am anxious at not hearing from mother; she has never acknowledged my last postoffice order.
The title was not very happy; and perhaps some harm was really done by one of the best of Moore's many good jokes in the Twopenny Postbag, where he represented Scott as coming from Edinburgh to London 'To do all the gentlemen's seats by the way' in romances of half a dozen cantos. The poem, however, is a very delightful one, and to some tastes at least very far above the Lady of the Lake.
She took a sheet of her uncle's note-paper, and began writing her answer then and there. Sir Patrick completed his communication to the lawyer after a look at Blanche, which expressed any thing rather than approval of her present employment. Having placed his completed note in the postbag, he silently signed to Arnold to follow him into the garden.
What proportion of the letters delivered any morning would be found to be written in displeasure, in petulance, in wrath? The postbag shrieks insults or bursts with suppressed malice. Is it not wonderful nay, is it not the marvel of marvels that human life has reached such a high point of public and private organization? And gentle idealists utter their indignant wonder at the continuance of war!
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