Clément Mégé is the local post man. Unlike the services that promise that neither rain nor sleet nor snow, nor gloom of darkest night will stay these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds -- that's a quote form Herodotus for those of you who read these reviews in the faint hope you will learn something -- he's more interested in lightening his burdens by tearing up mail and kissing pretty women than seeing the letters get through to where they're supposed to.
It's a split-reel comedy, which means it times in at about five minutes, and a good thing, too. The idea is good, but the gags are too similar to each other.