Henry S. Guyer II

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About Henry S. Guyer II

Kalispell Town Marshal, Wood & Guyer Mining Co.

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Playby
Anson Mount
Goes By
Speed
Birth Date
05/20/1841
Height
5' 8"
Hair Color
Brown
Eye Color
Blue

Role

Main Character
Playby

Anson Mount
Full Name

Henry Speed Guyer II
Aliases / Nicknames

Speed
Goes By

Speed
Profession

Town Marshal, Speculator
Position

Co-Owner Wood & Guyer Mining Co.
Birth Date

05/20/1841
Status

Single
Height

5' 8"
Hair Color

Brown
Eye Color

Blue
Physical Description

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.
Character Traits

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.
Employment

Current Employment

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.

Professional Skills
Geologist. Henry is a speculator, hunting mineral deposits for Wood & Guyer Mining. Tasked with locating, negotiating and reporting to the home office.
Expertise

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.
Residence(s)

Current Residence
Wood & Guyer Minerals, second floor, Main Street, Kalispell

Place of Birth
Pisgah, Bunceton, Cooper County Missouri
Kith & Kin

FAMILY

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

PLAYED RELATIONSHIPS

TBD
Timeline

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
Character Notes

Eduction Details:

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

Animals & Pets
Horse and pack mule.
Player Notes

Character Concept: My Great Grandfather

Topics I Participated In

Sudden and Deadly

Started by Cabot 'Turk' Flagg · September 17

Mature Content: Yes, violence.

With: Turk Flagg and an NPC
Location: On the boardwalk of Main Street, Kalispell
When: September 1876
Time of Day: Early afternoon

Turk lit up a cigarette then tossing the matchstick onto the street, he began a long slow walk down one side of the small but bustling town of Kalispell. Truth be told he wasn't much for towns, even less for cities but this place seemed decent at least. After a long pleasant conversation with his old friend, Caroline Mundee, Turk had been talked into staying at least for maybe a week or so. It's not like he had pressing business anywhere else and the reward money from his latest successful bounty would keep him in spending money for a decent stretch of time.

He had also heard enough talk about some real local tension between the two big ranches in these here parts and how one in particular, Evergreen, had stocked up on the likes of gunmen more so than cowpokes. One didn't pay out that kind of money for hired guns and then not use them at some point, it was otherwise an extravagant waste of funds. But Caroline had set him straight about this Evergreen place. She and most of the town despised the owner and warned him away from even thinking of hiring on there. Turk would never do such a thing and upset the saloon girl. He wasn't romantically in love with her but she was more like a young sister to him. Another point - she had quite a volcanic temper if you got her mad. Nope, he wasn't about to poke that hornet's nest.

So, if he was going to stay for awhile, he needed to find a place to stay. Hearing of the hotel prices, too rich for his blood, he had now narrowed down his options to seeing if the local boarding house had an opening. If not, Caroline promised him she'd make sure he didn't sleep someplace without a roof.

A few of the citizenry walked by him in the other direction. He was met with one or two perfunctory nods or answered a 'hello' with a civil 'howdy' back. That was until suddenly he did a full stop upon catching sight of a man walking straight toward him. He knew the man instantly even after all these many years.

When your life once revolved around the deadly feud that had been Bloody Kansas, you never really forgot those brutal times nor faces. He was staring at one of the men who had once rode with the pro-slavery faction back then. Turk had been a young volunteer with the anti-slavery Jawhawkers. Both of them had come not just from the same county but their farms had been right next door to each other. Well, that was until the Flagg farm had been torched in a raid. His family had been lucky to escape with their lives, except for his brother, Thomas. Thomas, all of fifteen, had tried to resist the raid and had been shot dead. His mother had told Turk ever since that she had saw the faces of these raiders and one of them had been none other than one of their own neighbors, the very man who now was walking straight toward him.

Turk's eyes narrowed as he spit out the cigarette onto the boardwalk. Of course that late unpleasantness, the War Between the States, was over but....well....somethings were never over.

@Flip
The Copper Queen

Started by Henry S. Guyer II · September 7

Mature Content: Not so's you'd notice.
With: Sopeed Guyer, Alice Fletcher, Amos Conroy. Possibly others.
Location: Add specific location information here.
When: Mid August 1876
Time of Day: Mid Day

The ride up to where the Copper Queen was took most of the morning, but their ride was easy and uneventful. The place had not changed since their last visit, since it had only been a few days since they were last there. This visit would be about the listing of machinery needed to continue work. Supplies necessary for a mining operation. There were tools left behind, some in reasonable shape, other the weather had abused and would need to be replaced..

The buildings themselves could use some boards replaced, and others a couple of nails in the right places. There was a well, and from what they could see, it was clean, which was good. So they drew up a bucket to see what they had. Clear, cold, water. That was a relief. One less thing to worry about. And, as they had talked before, at least one pump in the event water became a problem in the mine the had, and the ones they planned to sink, provided they showed color. There was a good deal of land, so it was not beyond believing that there were not more veins to be discovered underground.

The promise offered by this tract of land could well start a rush, but only if the word got out about it. Speed would do all that he could to prevent that, but the acquisition of mining equipment seldom went unnoticed. Therein lay the problem. Word would get out that copper had been found near Kalispell, but hopefully,it would be noted that the mine had not been works for several years, and had not produced previously, so it would take an assay report of product from the mine to really draw attention to them. The sale of equipment did not mean they had struck it rich, far from it, it usually meant an investment had been made on the hope that there was riches to be mined.

"We get this list completed as best we can with what we know and then head on back." Speed said. Gather up all of the schematics of the hole, and any other paperwork, leave nothing to be found. With us poking around up here, that will draw attention from the Steelgrave riders, not something I want just yet."

"Thet'll shorely become a problem, Speed." Amos added.

"I had thought about that eventuality. and there's no telling when they'll get wind of us being here. Well, not us in particular, but people being at this mine site, yes that will become a problem." Alice admitted.

"From now on Alice, you keep that Henry rile handy, and I'd feel better if you were to wear a belt gun." Speed directed. "Yes, there will be some problems with them sooner or later. Right now we need to pack up everything and head back. I'll feel better with these papers in my office, where I can lock them up.

TBC
Into the Storm

Started by Matt Wentworth · July 16

Mature Content: No
With: Matt Wentworth, Leah Steelgrave, and others
Location: Mayor's Office
When: Mid-Late July 1876
Time of Day: Morning

After Matt escorted Leah to her seat in the Mayor's office, he took out his fob watch and checked the time. It was a little after 9 but the day already seemed a bit longer. The only other people presented were John Anderson and Marshall Guyer, who, unless someone else came were to be the witness of the signing of the papers letting Leah finally build her hospital. Both Guyer and Anderson were unaware of how precarious the situation had become but hopefully, with some luck, no-one would find until out after the election. Since only he and Leah were the only ones who knew the truth, it would be fine...unless Ben Robertson decided to come back. Robertson coming back, however, was a remote possibility at this stage.

Trouble would only arise if he didn't become mayor but according to the scuttlebutt around town, he was almost guaranteed the opposite. The only strong opposition was Cole Latham and he would only win if Elias Steelgrave managed to pay off everybody in town. Pettigrew and Priest were virtual non-starters with the former not being considered a serious candidate and the latter, a complete unknown who spent most of his time at the Star Dust, which wouldn't endear him to the church-going folks in town.

Any more thoughts about his chances in the upcoming election would have to be put on hold for now. It was time to get this transfer of property to Leah, done and dusted.

"All right, if there are no objections, may I suggest that we proceed with our business."

@Flip
Riding The Country

Started by The Old Ranger · May 17

Mature Content: Probably not.
With: Marshals Cook & McNue
Location: Columbia Falls
When: Mid July 1876
Time of Day: Of A Morning..

Cook and McNue had ridden north-east out of Kalispell up through Columbia Falls to Coram and just beyond. They turned back after camping a couple of nights just pretty much doing nothing but talking about what was going on back in Kalispell. Both men had been up the trail and around the bend, so what they were seeing in Kalispell was nothing they had not seen before. Ruthless ranchers ready to do whatever they had to to increase their holdings, on hang on to what they had. Maybe run off the sod busters that fouled the range and denied grazing. But in this case, what they knew was that the two big dogs were ready for a fight.

All that was necessary to spark the tinder and burst it into an all out range war was an incident, whether one party could blame the other or not. And from what they were seeing, it really would not take a whole lot to fan the flames. What both had trouble understanding was the hospital and orphanage plans. All of that had been settled long ago. Both men knew how all of it was done, the right of ways bought and paid for, with a written contract from the railroad to guarantee the proposed route. Yet, nothing had been done other than to stall, and for no apparent reason where someone, other than the town Council might profit, and that was sketchy at best.

The woman, Leah Steelgrave had seen to every detail, both had heard the stories and been witness to some. She worked hard and long hours to make sure everything was iron clad. She must have expected problems like those that had arisen. Yet their question was still, why.

Passing back through Corum and then into Columbia Falls, the marshals decided to stop for the mid day meal. They stopped at the Bon Ton Cafe and dismounted, tying the horses at the hitch rail and then going inside. The place had those long communal tables, but they sat down with three other men across from them, one spoke up,'

"Marshals are ya?" The older man said. Both men looked up. "Boone, Doctor Joshia Boone, gentlemen."

TBC
The Marshal's Office

Started by Henry S. Guyer II · April 17

Mature Content: Unsure
With: Speed, Alice and Amos. Perhaps others.
Location: Marshal's Office (Where it starts)
When: Mid-July-Mid-August 1876

Speed was in the office before daylight working on the incorporation papers for the Copper Queen Corporation, they had not decided on a name for it, so he used what they had decided on for the mine as the corporate name. It was as good as any, and better than most to his way of thinking. So when the clerks office opened he would get the papers in, and the claims registered. He as President, Amos as Vice President, and Alice as the Secretary, leaving Pronto and Emeline as voting members for the time being.

He looked over the paperwork that lay before him, this would be a different start for the three of them, Pike and Emeline, probably not so much what with the ranch consider, but that was fine. Though it gave him pause, what if Pike turned in his badge to care for the ranch and family? Where would that leave him? He had to consider the choices for himself and Alice, it was not about to be a long engagement, that was a fact, he doubted she would hear of such a thing. Would he step down? Could he? Charlie was hardly ready to assume the job of Town Marshal, and did he even want it?

Life is filled with questions, and decisions to be made, some simple and some difficult, with a myriad of others in between. Every decision had a consequence, be it good or bad, and therein lies the problem. The election was coming up, and was he content to remain as Town Marshal, or would he run for County Sheriff which would free him up as well as enable him to support whoever took on the Marshals job. And, what would either job mean to the mining concern that he was now involved in? Choices...
New In Town

Started by The Old Ranger · April 13

Mature Content: No
With: Walt Shannon, Wally Oldham, Injun Charlie
Location: Lickskillet, Stardust Saloon, Around Town.
When: Mid-July 1876
Time of Day: Mid-day

They came into town slow and easy, looking the town over as most travelers would do. They rode past the Municipal Building, the Town Marshal was seated at his desk oblivious to the riders. Across the street several businesses and a hotel, but the saloon, the Stardust, and next to it, the Lickskillet Cafe. They pulled up and stepped down at the cafe, tying their horses.

Drinks might be good, but food they didn't have to cook, that took precedence to men who'd been on the trail for sometime, even though they ate cafe food in Rollins, but that was a while ago. There were no words of caution or care to be taken, they knew what they were about. First a meal, then a couple of drinks and some information on mining in the area and then, ride on. The word was, leave the bank alone. Case had been firm on that. So it would be.

They went to the door, opened it and stepped inside, removing their hats as they found a table and took seats to wait on the waitress, or whoever.
@Wayfarer(Clara)

Moved From: From Big Flat To Kalispell
Bracing for the Storm

Started by Matt Wentworth · March 29

Mature Content: No
With: Matt Wentworth and Leah Steelgrave
Location: Belle-St Regis Hotel first then Leah's house
When: The day after "A Gathering of Storm Clouds" and "The Property Question 2" (1876)
Time of Day: Morning (before 9am)

Matt had just finished his breakfast and was making his way back to his office to do some hotel paperwork before the meeting at nine o'clock when his day desk clerk, Walter Simpson stopped him.

"Mr. Wentworth, a young boy just dropped this off," Walter said as he handed Matt and envelope, "The boy said he was sorry and he would have delivered it earlier if it weren't for his mother making sure he finished his breakfast. He also said something about being told that he had to wait until this morning to give it to you."

"Thank you, Walter," Matt replied before continuing on his way. When he got to his office he sat down and briefly looked at the envelope to try to determine who it came from before opening it.

As he read the letter his emotions ranged from surprise to dismay. It from Ben Robertson informing him that he and his wife would be gone by the time Matt had received the letter. Ben apologised saying that he thought it best to leave as he didn't want to go into the reasons why he had delayed the hospital contract. Whatever those reasons were, they must be big to make a man like Ben Robertson to just up and go, Matt surmised.

The rest of the letter dealt with a matter that Matt and probably nobody else didn't know about. According to Ben, there was a town ordinance that stated that any contracts or deals the town council makes on behalf of the town must be signed in writing by all standing members. Ben mentioned that it was an obscure ordinance that had never really be enacted upon. The deal with Leah Steelgrave would be the first time that it would be enacted.

After reading the letter again, Matt stood up and began to pace the room a little. Ben was still delaying the hospital deal by leaving town but maybe there was a way around it. The only thing he could count was that this unknown ordinance remained unknown. There was already a plan formulating in his head but he would need to talk to Leah about it.

Looking at the clock in his office he noted that there was still plenty of time to work something out before the nine o'clock meeting. Without hesitating, he made left the hotel and headed to Leah's house. When he arrived there, he started to go towards the front door.

@Flip
The Property Question - Part 2

Started by Matt Wentworth · February 22

Mature Content: No
With: Speed Guyer and Judge Robertson
When: Mid-July 1876
Time of Day: Afternoon

As Matt made his way with Marshall Guyer to the courthouse, his mind turned to the current situation with the town council. With the death of Richard Orr, he was now temporary chair and would remain so until the mayoral elections which were scheduled for early October. The current mayor, Scott Cory, for reasons unknown had tended his resignation only two days ago. Coupled with the events at the last town meeting and the resignation, Matt was now contemplating running for mayor himself. Taking on more civic duties meant that his job with the Secret Service would have to go but thankfully there was someone else in the area who had recently arrived in the region that could take over from him. This would all be dependent on him winning the election...if he decided to run.

There was little talk between him and the Marshall until they reached the door of Robertson's office. Before he knocked on the door, he turned to Guyer, "Marshall, I would like to know how you want this handled? What I mean to say is that would you like to ask the Judge about the delay first before I say something?"

@Flip
The Property Question

Started by Henry S. Guyer II · February 9

Mature Content: No tyelling...
With: Matt Wentworth, Judge Robertson.
Location: Belle St-Regis Hotel, Judge's Home
When: Mid-July 1876
Time of Day: Afternoon

Speed stepped up on the boardwalk and sort of blew out his breath between his teeth. This really was none of his business, on a personal level, that is, but, as a citizen, business owner, and city employee it would be his business after all. The Hospital had been delayed far to long by small time politicians with their own agendas. Well, Speed Guyer was interested it what was best for the town. Hard to argue a hospital, but then again, it had happened more than once to Leah Steelgrave and her plans.

Speed was about to see if he couldn't change that, with the help of Matt Wentworth, whom he thought should take over the Town Council's chairmanship. He seemed to be the level headed type, and that was what Kalispell would need going forward. He took time to casually look up and down the street before he entered the building.

"Afternoon, Walter." He greeted as he walked across the foyer to the desk. "Wonder if I might have a minute with the boss?"
@JulieS
A Gathering of Storm Clouds

Started by Henry S. Guyer II · January 6

Mature Content: Probably not, maybe some lingo.
With: Marshalls McNue & Cook, possible others
Location: Add specific location information here.
When: Mid July 1876
Time of Day: Afternoon

Town Marshal Speed Guyer sat at his desk in his office ruminating about the new he had received from Hector Wigfall and from Jacob Lutz. Tom Love was just one man, and he knew nothing of him, or his abilities as a gunman, but Case Steelgrave was another matter altogether. He knew plenty about him and the crowd he ran with. The gang he ran was more like it. The town of Whitefish had allowed him to run them almost in the open. But with no County Sheriff, nothing was ever brought to trail about him or his men. The Storm of '75 ended that, wiping out Whitefish, his stronghold. And they had been on the move for the most part ever since.

True, they had had their chance to convict Case, but a big city lawyer had ended that hope winning an acquittal. Would they come to Kalispell? The Evergreen? Their hideout? Anywhere else and any direction? The choices were all his, so combining to the two, Love and Steelgrave, well, that just made things all that much worse, and no Pronto Pike to stand with him.

He did not hear or see them ride up to the hitch rail in the front of the Municiple Building, and until the opened the front down and stated for the office he hadn't heard them, however their jingling spurs announced their arrival long before they opened the door and stepped inside..

"Whatcha cogitatin' on Guyer? Somepan got ya treed?" Cook asked.

"You boys ever hear of a Tom Love? Supposed to be a gun hand of some repute."

"Yep." McNue said flatly. "I ain't real sure how much of a gun hand he is, killed him a few, ain't too sure any was a stand up fight."

"Bad as that Wallace Oldham! Back shootin' son of a buck!" Cook was shaking his head. "Find him around the minin' camps over't Butte, Wise River, that area. Why?"

"Well, while you two were out sight seeing, got word both are headed this way. Tom Love, Case Steelgrave, with maybe a dozen hard cases, with him. They ain't together."

"Oh, now we heard about Steelgrave and that crooked lawyer that got him off. Might make ya feel some better ta know he was killed. Caught cheatin' at cards up in Helena. Sad thing that, he shoulda know'd better." McNue recited.

"Too bad. He was slick alright. So, now you've heard the bad news. And that would be plenty of it. Depends on where the Steelgrave outfit is headed and what plans he might have for this place. Tom Love? Can't say."

"You reckon Case'd throw in with his pa over this hospital fiasco?" Cook asked. It ell quiet for a moment.

"That? I don't know." Speed replied. "Count on you boys to stick around?"

McNue and Cook exchanged looks then both nodded that they would.

"Guess I best tell Miss Steelgrave, and her men." Speed informed them as he got to his feet, then he did something new for him, he opened the bottom desk drawer and took out a gun belt and holster, a left hand holster and strapped in on over his right hand rig, Lastly he took out another Colt, four and three quarter inch barrel, front sight removed, and dropped it into the holster. "Man outta be prepared."

Cook McNue