My southern expedition completed I return to you. Our travels to the New Orleans and the Frontier a resounding success. Alas I was disheartened when not greeted with even a single post. My expectations were quite high from such esteemed gentlemen as yourselves.
Concerning the maters at hand, I again strolled the lane past Yeats home. I was astonished to find the stonework marred and brazened by the carbon of a great fire. Some of the masonry haunted by a faint green hue and lingering sulfurous odor. Scratch and hew marks seemed to indicate a pitched battle at the location, though I am not given to investigations of the physical.
I believe this story deepens beyond me sirs. I shall strive beyond boldly but I fear it is larger than just myself.
Wishes for a happier tomorrow