Pale blue eyes. Brown hair now worn long to the shoulders. Henry decided it was easier than trying to locate a barber on his trek from New York west. Traveling by horseback across the country, a man cleans up as best he can. When in town he would certainly make use of baths and having what clothing he had washed or brushed. Long gone are the city clothes he started out in. Along the way, he replaced these things with the sturdier clothing of the frontier. Mostly nondescript. He maintains a suit of clothes appropriate for business dealings. He is quite particular in his appearance.
Traits & Characteristics
Even-tempered (+): Henry remains even-tempered, even after four years of the carnage of the war.
Slow to Anger (+): He is slow to anger, yet quick to respond in a situation where there appears to be little or choice.
Morally ambiguous about killing (-/+): He has little concern about taking life when presented with a life or death situation.
PTSD (-): He has times where he is consumed by his war experiences, what would be considered PTSD in this day and age, but not in 1875.
Henry Speed Guyer, Henry or Speed, he answers to either would not always be a mining speculator. He could be a schoolmaster, and he could easily be a gun hand or lawman. He is generally even-tempered, neither sullen or jubilant but easy going or firm depending. Not easily backed down, he would support law and order.
Town Marshal $120.00 per month, most has quietly gone to local charities.
Wood & Guyer Mining Company New York with Nolan K. Wood.
Position: Co-Owner, receives a monthly stipend of $1,000.00 for business expenses, plus a twenty-five percent commission.
Geologist. Henry is a speculator, hunting mineral deposits for Wood & Guyer Mining. Tasked with locating, negotiating and reporting to the home office.
Self Defense: Henry carries an 1872 conversion pistol, with a second pistol in his saddlebags. A Winchester repeating rifle all chambered in .44. An above average shot with either pistol or rifle. Experienced hand to hand combat. Average or better fist fighter. Henry has fought both hostile Indians and desperados in his travels.
Hobbies & Interests: Geology.
Aliases / Nicknames
Wood & Guyer Minerals, second floor, Main Street, Kalispell
Place of Birth
Pisgah, Bunceton, Cooper County Missouri
Kith & Kin
Father: Henry Speed Guyer, born: 15-November 1797 Death: 5 November 1854
Mother: Jane Guyer born: 15 November 1787 Death: 14 December 1863
Brother: Edward Guyer born 1817.
Sister: Margaret Guyer born1815
May 20, 1838: Born to Jane and Henry S. Guyer, the third of three children.
1840~1860: Student/clerk in the family store Guyers Mercantile, Pisgah Missouri
1844~1861: Primary , secondary and college education. Pisgah school and Kean University.
1861~1865: War Between the States. Commissioned a 1st Lieutenant Army of the Potomac, 13th Regiment New Jersey Infantry, F troop. Saw every major campaign from Antietam to Gettysburg .
1866~1869: Formed Wood and Guyer Mineral Company locating and purchasing clams.
1869: Headed west to speculate mineral deposits.
1875: Arrives in Kalispel, MT
1846 - 1858: Pisgah school
1860-1861: Kean University, Union & Hillside New Jersey (2 semesters in teaching)
1861~1865: The education of men at their best and at that their worst.
1869~1875: Life on the plains. Tracking, concealment, campsite selection and foraging. Languages Spoken: English
Ada looked at the young man skeptically, then broke into a smile. "Fast learner? You can be taught, and you say you attended the Universities over in England, I presume that you studied the law? I presume that a fellow who has the education that you have would be able to take on what we're asking you to do with ease. Oh granted, it will be new to you, but, in our defense, Speed here has the law books which we go by to get claims registered, transferred, and resold again."
"There'll be a learning curve, granted, but it's not to steep. Most of the legal stuff is pretty straight forward, we just tend to get in a lot at one time and with the Marshal's job it can be late nights for both Ada and I getting things done, so, your learning the ropes will be helpful. And once you get the hang of it, well, you get the picture."
It was a pivotal moment, and Speed was well aware of it. His right hand dropped from his belt to closer to the holster. He looked to Charlie, who was in conversation with young Miss Mudd, and he had no way of knowing whether the new deputy was aware of what was happening or not.
The young man was across the room, stationed opposite of him offering better coverage of the room. Not that he expected gun trouble from those present, but there could be quite a problem on had if the vote went against the wishes of the crowd. He wondered if any of those men on the dais understood what that could mean for their re-election, not to mention their safety.
"We start early around here, see you about seven." He advised. "Take care of what you need to. We did somethings, maybe get in some target practice as well. Glad to have you on board, and I seriously doubt you'll disappoint. Make some mistakes? Sure, we all do, and have done, but we learn."
Speed knew that yes, Charlie would make mistakes, however, it was up to him to make sure it didn't cost Charlie life or limb, if at all possible. Kalispell was not Dodge, or Abilene. The action he and Pike had seen were exceptions, rather than the rule. Yet danger was out there and to be on guard about from bar fights to drunks brandishing a gun.
Speed looked up as Ada Fetterman gave the young man her usual skeptical look, yet there was interest in this one. He did not have the look of prospector, nor surveyor. The credentials he presented were not unknown to her, she herself had attended Princeton, but that had almost been for naught.
Speed stood up from the papers he and Ada had been going over. He to was impressed by his credentials, though they really would be of little use in Kalispell. And, another Englishman, it seemed as though the town was drawing a goodly number of them. "So, you have a name Or, do you want us to call you Eaton? I am familiar with those institutions. Now, about a job. Ada here runs the office, and you will be working with her to a great extent. And of course myself when I'm in the office. I'm also Town Marshal, so I'm in and out. Your experience studying the law, well, that could be very useful."
"I need someone that can deal with registering claims, dealing with the legalities of buying and selling of properties across the state. And, if by chance you have a name, I believe Mister Guyer and I could use you." Ada added. She seldom called him Marshal.
"I thought it would be like that, kissing you." She said as they pulled away from one another. "And this decision that you've made? That would go beyond a couple of kisses I take it."
Speed smiled at her, "Yes Ma'am, it does." He responded. "I plan to court you properly, the way a man should. Perhaps six months or a year." But he could not hold the straight face. "as forward as you are, I doubt I could hold out that long for proprieties sake. But at the moment I'm not prepared to ask you to marry me. I certainly didn't expect to be discussing our future today. But very soon. Very soon."
"Oh, so you've take advantage of a spinster out here in the middle of nowhere, and you plan to just ride off and leave everything dangling?" Came her retort. "Speed Guyer, I'm surprised at you, and here I had such a high opinion of you."
"Dangling? I wouldn't call it dangling, Alice, not at all. I've yet to ask your father for your hand, and well, I mean, what if he were to say no? Dash our plans before they even begin?"
"Plans? What plans? We've made no plans that I recall." She countered, looking at him apprehensively.
"Why, our plans to marry. A honeymoon, maybe stocking this place with cattle like you and Amos want. You know, those plans, the ones for our future."
"I must have missed those, being delirious from your kisses. But please, do go on. Perhaps embellish on them a little, convince me that I was agreeable to these plans we made." She said, smiling as she looked up to him., waiting on the inevitable.
He had yet to dismount, sitting his horse in the yard looking over the lad from a different vantage point the from above, although it was not all that high up, it was a different look. Here he could tell what she and Amos had.
A nice place. Plenty of range, the corrals would need some attention, the former owners had obviously not been cattle people. Looking he could see where there had been an attempt to put in crops, of what he could not tell, and whether or not they had been successful or not would remain a mystery. The house might need a handful of shingles, maybe a nail or two here and there, but otherwise it looked to have been built to last.
"He stepped down, flipping his reins over the hitch rail, "Nice place, not much needs doing as far as I can see." The house he stood before was the standard box. but a room had been added on at some point, as he walked around. "Looks to be plenty big enough for the time being, that is if you had plans to add on."
She looked at him, still evasive. "Yes it is, and yes, we may find a need to do just that, you and I. Speed Guyer. You can sashay around the facts all you want mister, fact is, you have a decision that needs making. You say all the right things, that's for sure, but you avoid some pretty important ones while you're at it."
It was then he took her in his arms, something he had only dreamed of, and kissed her hard on the mouth. Not a peck, but a full on kiss. he slowly pulled back. "Reckon I've made that decision Alice Fletcher." And he kissed her again, her arms encircling his neck in response.
Speed suppressed a laugh, but could not contain the smile. "No, I didn't mean you keeping quiet, not at all. It's the town that's quiet, most of the time. Fact is, trouble is actually rare around here, you'll do a lot of making rounds, talking with the merchants, folks on the boardwalks, that sort of thing. And maybe a fight to break up on Saturday night." Though even that was uncommon anymore.
No, Kalispell was a quiet little wide spot in the road. Even with the initial influx of folks from Whitefish, that had dissipated once the thaw took hold. People moved on, some stayed and became a part of the fabric of Kalispell, most offering goods and services that were needed, or rebuilding their farms where there was land available, small ranches and the like.
"Letting your Mother know is the proper thing to do, for sure. Is she local?" Speed asked.
"You need to get something done? Not a problem, Charlie, do what you need to." Speed said with a smile. "So as of four minutes ago, you are now on duty. You are now my Deputy, so anything happens, we in it together. That being said, if you really need to be off the rest of the day, sure thing, I doubt there'll be any threat to the peace if you're not here. Fact is, this is generally a quiet job."
Speed was really easy to work with. A tour of the building, upstairs and down, that sort of thing, could be done anytime, If he wanted to show off his badge, that was alright too. He was young, and being a Deputy was important, and somewhat impressive, to the fairer sex, if in fact that was his plan.
Speed laid a hand to Charlie's arm, as if to restrain him, even though he didn't appear to be heading for the girls. "Mister Orr, if anybody will be arresting anyone tonight, sir, it will be me, not a brand new Deputy." Then he smiled.
"The girls may have been an interruption, but it is clear that they meant no harm. And I don't believe the place for young women is jail when their correction should be in the hands of their parents." Was that a murmur of agreement and light laughter?
The doors suddenly opened and two badged men entered, followed immediately by Dutton Peabody, and then, the stately, tall man with the graying hair. A smile on his face. “Very nice, ladies." To the girls. He walked to the front of the room. "Good evening. For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Thomas Samuel Houser, Territorial Governor Samuel Thomas Houser.” He looked then to the members of the Town Council. This gentleman is Territorial Senator Lincoln Ellisworth, and, and you all know Dutton, Duton Peabody who now serves as my Aide, and the man who insisted I come to your fair town."
“Gentlemen, I’m not here to take over your meeting, not at all, however I, I see that Miss Steelgrave is present, which is the reason I am here. Hullo Leah” Governor Houser began, turning back to those present. “You, you’ll forgive me for the intrusion, and I’m sure that none of you have any idea of the work this young woman did on your behalf, just to be permitted to build a hospital, and yes, later, an orphanage, once the railroad is built.”
“I am just as sure that none of you realize the amount of money expended by her to make this dream of hers a reality.” He then slowly scanned the council members, then back to the citizens. “Now, now, it would seem to me, that the gift of these right of ways would conjure up some feelings of, of gratitude. And, and maybe you gentlemen of the council, might see your way clear to forgive her last name, and, and to allow her to select the site for these buildings, oh, which she has said that, that the construction costs will be borne by her and not town funds.” He smiled and nodded. “And, and through some shrewd investments on her part, the hospital should remain self-sufficient for, for years to come.”
The tags wouldn't align for some reason
Speed had been loafing against the wall until Emeline stood, then he came to a full stance, looking to Charlie, as he prepared for the one person he knew would be primed for trouble. That would be his friend and deputy, Barnabas Pike.
He would allow anyone to have their say, so long as it was civil. He would not allow anyone to physically attack the members of the council, verbally? They were free to speak their minds, and he would guarantee them that right.
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