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About Henry S. Guyer II

  • Kalispell Town Marshal, Wood & Guyer Mining Co.

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  • Role
    Main Character
  • Playby
    Anson Mount
  • Full Name
    Henry Speed Guyer II
  • 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

guyer-bio.jpgPale 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.

Employment

Current Employment

Town Marshal

Wood & Guyer Mining Company New York with Nolan K. Wood.
Position: Co-Owner, receives a monthly stipend of $1,000.00 for business expenses.

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.

Aliases / Nicknames

Speed

Residense(s)

Current Residence
Boarding Huse , 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

Life Events

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

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Recent Posts

  1. Henry S. Guyer II
    Leaving the church with no idea what Pike had been doing he headed to see Ralph Flandry at the Stardust Saloon, a place he would need to use to cover the front of the Municipal building, and a man he could use with his rifle. Then too, Flandry would want to be paid for his time, and possibly the use of his roof top, as well as any damage his building may receive.  A bit mercenary, but, not beyond reason.
     
    He pushed through the bat wings and stepped up to the bar, with a deep breath he said, "Hullo Ralph, guess you know why I'm here, but maybe not the whole of it."
     
    @Wayfarer
  2. Henry S. Guyer II
    "Marshal!" Thomas greeted, as he walked forward to meet the lawman. "You're not often here on a weekday, are you? To what do I owe the pleasure?"

    “No sir, I’m not, but it seems I’ve got a problem. Not sure you can help out with it, but I wouldn’t know without askin’.” He began, feeling a bit uncomfortable. “As you probably know there’s going to be a trial shortly. True there will be more than one, the men that were captured in the failed bank robbery, they’ll hang, that’s sure.” Here he paused,

    “Case Steelgrave will be tried on a number of charges, several are quite serious and could mean prison time or worse, depending on the Circuit Judge. He has brothers, he is associated with outlaws, and there are always the riders from the Evergreen Ranch. That would be his fathers spread North of town.”

    "Now, I know it would seem to be none of your concern, but then, it is. There might not be any trouble, then again, it is possible. I need to protect the Judge, the attornies, the jury, if there is one, and, Case Steelgrave through the trial and after from whatever might happen. I need help with security for the trial. I know it’s not your line of work, nor is it what you profess, but I have to ask, will you stand with us?”
    @boshmi
     
  3. Henry S. Guyer II
    With the surprise visit of Mister Goodnight out of the way, it was back to the security issue. So once again he started for the door. Just as Pike walked in.

    “Who’s that feller just walked out?

    “John Goodnight, Attorney for Case. Headed up to see some folks about securing this trial.”

    “I’ll take care here, then. Got the crew going out the ranch, have ‘er finished afore the weddin’ so they promised. We’ll see.” Pike said, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

    “Good. That’s real good. Best get to it. Be back.” And out the door Speed went. A big town attorney might change things, then again, this was a small town, with small town moralities and ethics. Big city people didn’t impress them much, they were looked on more as an interference, than anything else.

    Not a particularly religious man, having witnessed as well as caused so much death and destruction during the war, he was fairly regular at Sunday Service. He believed in God, and gave Him proper respect, the carnage of the war and what he saw of it’s aftermath had given him pause in beliefs. But this was not about rectifying beliefs, this was about insuring the safety of those that would be involved in the trial from any interference from the Steelgrave riders, or Cases outlaw friends.

    With that thought in mind, whether real or conjured up, Speed made his way up to the church, stepping inside he called out, “Padre? You here?”
    @boshmi

    TBC
  4. Henry S. Guyer II
    Like he had been slammed with a skillet. “Well, Mister John Goodnight, I do. He’d be resting comfortably in the lock-up awaiting trial. You come far?”

    “Helena. I’d like to see my client and I expect reasonable accommodations for that visit.” Came the reply.
     
    “Well then, I can let you into the cell block where he’s being held, that’s for sure and plenty reasonable.” Speed did not like this John Goodnight from Helena, and even less when the mouthpiece handed him his card. “No need of that, you’d be the only citified pettifogger in town. Now, The man paying you is close to twenty miles north on the Evergreen, in case yoou need to see him as well.”

    “No need to be disagreeable Marshal. I’m here at the request of Mister Elias Steelgrave to defend his son. I intend to do just that. Now I believe I’ve made a request of you that is both legal and reasonable. So, I would like to see my client, and in private.”

    “The geography might be some difficult Mister John Goodnight, but we’ll certainly let you see your client, and in as privet a setting as we can. Follow me, sir.” What had started out as a walk to the church had turned into a return to the Municipal Building. and the juggling of prisoners for this shyster. But then who else would Elias Steelgrave hire, but a dishonest lawyer.

    They walked to the Marshal’s office without another word until Speed took up the keys and instructed, “you wait here.” He went to the County Sheriff’s office where he had three available cells, once he moved Miss Caroline Mundee downstairs, made that move then went to his cell block and Case’s cell.

    “Get up Case, your mouthpiece is here and I have to move you next door. So, you try anything, anything at all, there’ll be no trial.”

    “Big talk, Guyer. You know you’re finished here.” A bold statement. But one a free Case Steelgrave could see through. He didn’t threaten Speed’s life outright, but it was there.

    “Yeah sure, Case.” Speed unlocked the cell door and opened it, then stepped back, “Come out.” He ordered. Case did as he was told without another word, none were necessary. Once the transfer was complete, Speed returned to his office and the waiting John Goodnight.

    “The bag stays here, Need to check you for weapons, then you can take all the time you need.” There was a pocket pistol, nothing else, so Speed escorted the layer to the cell with Case Steelgrave. He pointed to the chair. “Have at it.” With that he stepped out, pulled the door closed and locked it. “Give a holler when you’re done.”

    TBC
     
  5. Henry S. Guyer II
    The veterans were on his list, some were older than most, but there were some he would ask. So up the street he went, looking at the Church, may as well try and get the Good Lord on their side.

    They may be no trouble at all, though he doubted it. Then again, it gave him pause, had he not been concerned about the gang that so many associated with Case Steelgrave, what of them?
     
    At that moment he stopped, as, intermixed with the normal traffic, trace chains and thundering hooves announced the arrival of the coach from Helena, the new Territorial Capitol, which came once a month, but it was early, and, the Milligan coach would not be due for another week or so.

    Another thing that got his attention was the figure on the boardwalk with luggage. It was Linda Everson, proprietress of the boarding house. As he watch a young man, well appointed, emerge from the coach, he crossed over.

    “Ah, Marshal...” the young man began.

    “A moment sir.” came the reply as he stepped up on the boardwalk. “Missus Everson, where are you off to?”

    “I sold out. Not enough trade for two boarding houses in town.” She responded. “So I’ll be going back east to live with my daughter, you will let Mister Pike know, won’t you?”

    “Of course, ma’am. A sad thing to see you go, but to be with kin, now that is cause for joy.” He luggage was hoisted upon top and the shotgun guard opened the door for her to board.

    “Time to go ma’am.”

    “Goodbye Marshal. My best to Mister Pike and Missus Blakesley, I so wanted to make their wedding, but, life has dealt other cards. Give them my best wishes. You take care Marshal, I will miss you, and this town.” And with that, she boarded the coach, and moments later they thundered out of town.

    Speed stood for a long moment watching it go, then turned to the stranger. “Now, how can I be of service, sir?”

    “Yes. John Goodnight, Attorney At Law. Here to represent a Mister Case Steelgrave, I believe. Do you still have him in custody?”

    TBC
     
     
     
  6. Henry S. Guyer II
    Mature Content: Maybe...
    With: NCP's & Characters
    Location: Main Street
    When: April 28-30 1876
    Time of Day: Varies by post
     

     
    Friday, April 28th, the Marshal’s Office
     
    Much had transpired  since Monday, but nothing that might aid Marshal Guyer with his security issue. Oh, he had Pike, Amos was available and ready. A note had been sent that morning to Lost Lake Ranch to Shade and Quentin, he was fairly certain of their help, and perhaps some of their riders, however it was spring round up, and hands would be scarce everywhere, that included the Evergreen.

    It was nearly noon when a somewhat dejected Speed Guyer dropped into the chair behind his desk. Before him was the list of businesses, some he had visited that morning trying to get the help he believed that he might need. There was the real possibility that Case’s men would come out of hiding to try a real jail break, not the flimsy excuse for the one the Evergreen hands had attempted. They were gun hands, that was a fact, but the were cowboys first off, not outlaws.

    And therein lay the problem. The danger that might be faced would be hardened gunmen. Everyone suspected that Case led a gang of rustlers and robbers, but he could never be a proven part of anything illegal. Yes he was known to associate with known outlaws, but they had been the bulk of the citizens of Whitefish before its destruction. If they were to come, he would need far more guns than he had. He other fear was that they would simply turn on the town.
     
    That morning those he had spoken to were family men, a couple of them younger, but they had their reasons, and a healthy fear of the outlaw faction. Speed understood. He was single, no business to run, no children, and no wife to leave as a widow. He knew that unlike him, everything they had, or had built was hard earned and to expect them to risk life and limb was asking a lot.

    He finished his coffee, though it had gone cold, got up out of the chair, and grabbed his hat off the hook on his way out the door.
    TBC
     
  7. Henry S. Guyer II
    It was late after noon, Speed was at his desk working on how he wanted to set up security for the upcoming trial, a good chance the trial would be held on Monday, the first of May, but that would depend on the stage being on time, and it might not be the Milligan Stage, so there was no depending on Addy to be on time.
     
    There were a few things he needed to get taken care of first. He would be required to bring the prisoners upstairs so He would be confined to the courtroom. Pike would be out there, but who else? He could depend on Amos, he would send a note out to Shade Thornton and Quentin at Lost Lake, maybe Flandry, but who else? Would he even consider Addy? Tough as she is, maybe not the best of ideas.
     
    Payment, the town will have to pay these people, he would insist on it. Can't have folks risking their lives for free on a town matter. The alternative would not be wise, nor pretty if it went badly. There was work to be done and little time to get it completed.
     
    TBC in Numbers May Not Be Enough III
     
  8. Henry S. Guyer II
    "Coffee'd be real fine, Marshal," Jonah said as they stepped into the office.  He certainly wasn't in any hurry to treat the man, and the delay wasn't going to cause any harm.

    Speed poured Jonah a cup, “Have a seat Doc, take a load off, a bit early for all this I know. Little coffee get things circulating."
     
    He sank into a chair, then added, "Be a pity if that man was to press charges and then have his hand rot and fall off, don't you think?"  Well, it wasn't something he'd actually cause, but the threat sounded nice.  "Seems as though both parties have learned their lessons here."
     
    Not that he was complicit with violence, but he agreed with the young woman, and if his words would push the man to not press charges, all the better.

    “Be a sad thing indeed, don’t you think Mister Smith? Learned lessons? Well now, seems to me that there’s a chance of that. Of course, Miss Mundee here, well, she’ll have to wait on Anderson to decide her immediate fate.” Speed said. “With those others awaiting trial, have to take her to the County Sheriff’s lock up. Just about looking at a full house, well except for the basement cells.” He smiled at her.
    @Wayfarer@Bongo
     
  9. Henry S. Guyer II
    Caroline smiled upon catching sight of the handsome doctor, a real looker that one! And a doctor too, so that meant he must be smart also.
     
    "I should think you would have pummeled the hooligan's feet as well," Jonah commented to Caroline with a smile and a wink, "so he can't kick anything again."
     
    "Ooooh, ya know, damn good idea but I already dropped my club and now I'm arrested. Don't think our marshal here will let me get a second whack at 'im?" she grinned.
     
    "And you'd be right about that, Miss Mundee. Of course, if I let you have another whack at him, then I'd be  trouble, and we can't have that. Hard to keep the peace if I'm in my own jail." 
     
    Then he looked at Speed.  "Let's get him inside  and I'll take a look.  From the looks of that hand, though, it's going to be a while before he'll be doing his own shaving again."
     
    “Sure, right this way.” He took Miss Mundee by the bicep and led her inside the office, the others following close behind. “Coffee’s on Doc, if you want.”
     
    That just brought another moan from Smith but no sympathy from the woman who glared at him.
     
    "I'll shave ya, with a butcher knife," she snapped at him but then quickly glanced over to Guyer, "Just a little joke now."

    “Careful Miss, wouldn’t want to add anymore charges to the ones already pending.”
     
    "What happened to the mutt?  Is it injured?" Danforth asked.
     
    "Not sure, he ran off as you might expect. He was movin' fast enough, I hope he's alright. I'd go look for 'im but the Marshal has me pegged as this dangerous criminal sort who needs to be tossed behind bars," Caroline answered.
     
    “The sort of thing that happens when someone breaks a window, takes an axe handle and then uses it to assault someone.” Speed explained simply. “Now, if Mister Smith here prefers charges, well, that would mean a court date.” He smiled at her, “The mutt, hopefully it’s alright, ain’t that so Mister Smith?"
     
    @Wayfarer@Bongo
  10. Henry S. Guyer II
    “Star Dust Saloon, eh? Well, I’m afraid I can’t just brush this off. You’ve damaged private property, taken something that was not yours, and causing bodily injury. The Anderson’s are not going to take kindly to me letting you go back to the saloon, so, I’m placing you under arrest, Miss Mundee.”
     
    Caroline paused, as if thinking on it a moment, then gave an exaggerated shrug, "Alright then, Marshal, arrest me. Ain't like I've never been in jail before. Supposin' yer gonna be wanting my gun though?"
     
    Once more she went thru the rigamarole of fishing it out of her voluminous dress then held it out to him, "Careful, it's loaded."

    He watched the process she went through with a smile. “Yes ma’am, that’d be why my hands out. We sort of frown at having armed prisoners.” Speed informed her. “And you buster, what’s your name, seems I’ve seen you around?”
     
    ****
     
    The trio were almost to the jail when here came a perturbed looking Dr. Danforth and young Abraham tagging right behind him.
     
    "Marshal...what can I do for you this morning?"
     
    Caroline flashed a big smile, "Well now, so this is that handsome doctor every woman in town is talking about? I see why."

    “Fella here thinks his hands broke. Kicked a dog and this one her beat him with an axe handle!” Came the reply. “On her way to the hoosegow for break Anderson’s window to ‘borrow’ said axe handle.”
    @Wayfarer@Bongo

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