Following Mr. Rast's epistle I have inquired into W.B. Yeats and have concluded details of interest. Sir holds a residence but a short jaunt from my own. It is in fact well within a leisurely stroll from the southern park that borders my estate.
Taking advantage of my nightly sojourns I availed myself with the opportunity to present a calling card to Mr Yeats' manservant. As of this hour my request has gone unanswered, but I still hold to hope. In truth I am in no small way alleviated at this wanting of response. My studies did yield a connection between this order of the golden dawn and Yeats Himself. I am unsure to of what I propose.
I have hope you my fellows will be apt to provide a piece to this tale before... I set myself into the jaws of this beast.
My continued thanks