i love it when fictional characters have their birthdays established it literally serves no purpose. there is no reason. nothing but joy of oh today is my little blorbo's birthday and saying birthday wishes into the void

he had a word for the hostler about that “gray mare,” a nod for the “shooter” or guard, and a bow for the dragsman;

He usually smokes me up, so I smoked him up last night.

“I shall do my duty, Mr. Jackson,” replied Newton, “and fear no consequences.” “Indeed! you saw how I settled a skulk just now;—beware of his fate!”