Dress is that of a typical businessman but can go casual when necessary or when he is not working in the hotel or on hotel business.
He is clean-shaven. Light tan complexion due to his horse riding activities.
Gets his looks and colouring from his father's side.
Weight: 170 pounds
Traits & Characteristics
Easy Going; Intelligent; Callousness; Practical; Humble; Loyal and supportive
Can be adventurous but is sensible when taking risks. He gets all the facts and information needed before making a decision (investigative nature). He also learns a lot from just being quiet, watching and listening to what is going and only steps in when he sees the need to or someone is in danger/trouble. Matt is courteous and respectful to most people. Is a bit of a ladies' man.
He believes in justice and doesn't like those who take advantage of those in less fortunate circumstances.
Even though he has been married, he has never been in love - a fact he realised soon after his marriage to Louisa, when he found out that she was not what she claimed she was. From this experience he has learnt to be more cautious where is heart is concerned and not to be easily taken in by a woman who pushes all the right buttons (for him) and/or uses her charms to get what she wants.
Negative traits are that he can be intolerant and callous at times (depending on the situation and person). Due to the nature of his work and his past he has learnt to hide his true emotions when needed.
Approachable; efficient; open-minded; calm.
Belle-St. Regis Hotel (Owner/Manager)
Improving or implementing services. Generally, running a profitable business and keeping the 5-star rating. He likes to arrive unannounced so that he can see how things really are.
U.S. Secret Service (Agent)
Gathering evidence on the Steelgraves and keeping on eye on region for the Secret Service.
Can hold his own in a fist fight. He is a good shot but not a fast gun.
Hobbies & Interests
Reading; horse riding (exploring his surroundings)
Aliases / Nicknames
Belle-St. Regis Hotel, Kalispell
Kith & Kin
| FAMILY |
Spouse / Partner
Louisa - died April 1865 (married in 1863). Louisa married Matt for the Wentworth name and money. She continued her lifestyle, which was easy as Matt was away at the war. She had many lovers before and after her marriage. She was killed by the wife of one her lovers.
Charles Albert Wentworth (an influential person in political and social circles in Washington D.C. i.e. the man behind the scenes pulling the strings). Hopes one day to have a son who will enter politics so that he gain more influence.
Rebecca Mary Wentworth (nee Martin)
Michael Robert Wentworth (born 1843)
Samuel Martin Wentworth (born 1845)
Charles Albert Wentworth Jr. (born 1855)
Mary Alice Wentworth Barlow (born 1850)
January 1840 - September 1858
Born the eldest of five children to Charles and Rebecca Wentworth. His father worked as aide to a number of senators and is considered an important man to know if you want to get ahead in Washington. His childhood was uneventful. Matt's father wanted him to go to Yale to become a lawyer and as dutiful son he did so.
September 1858 - May 1861
Attends Yale Law School (does not graduate in an act of defiance against his father). He knew after the first semester of law school that this was not what he wanted to do. After living a secluded life in Washington, college had opened his eyes to other possibilities. He tries on numerous occasions to convince his father to let him travel so that he could work out what he wanted from life but his father is adamant that he stay in school.
May 1861 - August 1865
Seeing an opportunity to get out and see the world, he leaves school to join the US (Union) Army to fight in The Civil War. Due to his college education, he becomes a junior Lieutenant and later a Captain. It was also during this time that he starts to develop an interest in investing and buying land and hotels.
September 1863 - April 1865
Marries Louisa, who is eventually killed by the wife of one of her lovers. The marriage was over long before the time of her death, which occurs while he is at the Battle of Appomattox Station.
Joins the newly formed Secret Service (Treasury Department) in combating counterfeit U.S. currency. Later, he became involves in investigating federal crimes. He now uses his business interests as means of gaining access to those who have come under suspicion in order to gather evidence to convict them.
Has been sent to Kalispell to keep a watch (as well as being a contact for other operatives that may be in the area) and gather any evidence to convict those who may be behind a number of suspicious activities in the area over the last few years. Buying the hotel presented a golden opportunity to get into the town and the community.
Place of Birth: Washington D.C.
Yale Law School (3 years) - quit and joined the US (Union) Army at the start of the Civil War.
"Wentworth! Do something about these women before your place is wrecked!"
Contrary to what Doc Boone was thinking, Matt was already doing something about the melee that had broken out in his hotel. He had sent Simpson to get O'Malley the cook to help out and both men were now in the middle of the room trying to break up the crowd. O'Malley had already carted a couple of women out and was now picking up another one. Poor Walter was doing his best to stop two elderly matrons by shouting at them and reminding them that were ladies.
As for his part, he was just about to go back in and thinking of what he could do to stop the fighting as soon as possible. He looked over to where Sarah was standing, only to see her scribbling something down in the notebook she always carried with her. Shaking his head, he smiled as this incidence would no doubt make it into a lot of newspapers and ladies journals.
Seeing that the ladies weren't going to stop any time soon, Matt decided it was time to end this. Going over to the reception desk, he pulled out a pistol. Firing once or twice over the ladies heads might gain their attention more quickly than anything else they were trying. There would be probably a hole or two to mend but that would be a small amount compared to the damage that would be done if this kept going.
After manoeuvering his way to the stage, he fired once, which caught the attention of some of the ladies. A second shot ensured that he had all of their attention. "Ladies, I declare this meeting to be over. Now if you will kindly...and orderly make your way out, it will greatly be appreciated."
Matt was at the reception desk when he saw Addy hauling Arabella outside. He had heard all of the hullabaloo coming from the room where the ladies were having their meeting but it had died down as quickly as it had started. Deciding that there was no need to go in but a need to be around just in case, he watched Addy and Arabella out on the front porch of the hotel.
After a few minutes, Arabella came huffing back in and Addy not following long after. Addy seemed to be the more calmer of the two. With all that had just transpired, maybe it was best to watch proceedings after all.
Standing at the entrance of the room he acknowledged the others standing there before scanning the room. He could see that Addy had taken a seat in the back not too far from Sarah, who had arrived late. A smile formed on his face as he watched her briefly and then he continued on his appraisal of the room. Leah was at the front answering questions, and doing the best she could despite the circumstances of a partially hostile crowd.
She smiled at him. "I know they are suspicious of anything with the Steelgrave name attached to it, and well they should be, Rest assured I am not an agent for my father. You may trust in that."
Matt nodded, "I hope I can and I hope the ladies waiting to you speak can too. From what I've heard, there are a lot of people in favour of your plan but not in favour of you being behind it. You know this already so be prepared to hear no...this time around."
He took a moment to look at Leah. In a way he felt sorry for her and he wanted to help her. "If you really want to do this, then you may have to go a few rounds before you get a yes. I don't recommend you going ahead and start building without the town behind you either as that may cause more animosity. This is just my opinion but you have prove that you are not your father's daughter. I know some people see what you have done already by going ahead and procuring the land without the blessing of the town as something your father would do and that they are being railroaded into something they might regret in the future."
Leaning forward a little, he smiled apologetically, "I know this is probably something you don't want to hear but I thought it would be fair to warn that it could be a long fight before they say yes. My advice is, don't give up and make the people of Kalispell see you in a different light. As I said before...prove to them you're not your father's daughter."
Standing up, he gazed down at her, "I have to go now and check with the kitchen to make sure everything is running well. If you wish to ignore anything I've said, then that is fine I won't hold it against you. I just hope you will consider what I've said before making your next move. I wish you the best of luck with the ladies this afternoon, Miss Steelgrave."
“Good afternoon Mister Wentworth. I’m somewhat early.” She replied with a smile. “I see everything is coming along in the other room, so we should have a good meeting, or rather they should. I will simply make the presentation about the project. Which might be too much." There was a catch to her breath. "I wish to apologize to you for the presence of my body guards. I have secured other accommodations in the form of a small house where I shan’t inconvenience you, your guests, or the staff.”
Part of him was relieved that Leah had found another place to live. Even though he understood why she needed to have them around, it wasn't a good look where the other guests were concerned, especially those who were leery of the mean looks they gave anyone who even dared to walk pass them.
“Please, join me. I am just having tea while I wait, and I believe I should tell you that I do appreciate all that you have done for me over the time you have had the hotel. But especially of late. I do know that your housing of me, and the men that look out for me, may well have put a strain on your business. It was certainly not my intention to cause you any problems.”
Seating down in the seat opposite Leah, Matt smiled, "Thank you. I wouldn't say that you staying here was the problem, it was more the men who you had guarding you that was. When you move to your new lodgings you are still more than welcome to come here and dine with us."
“You, of course, are well aware of my family. I understand that. And, that I am lumped in with them for better or worse, and worse is the most likely of outcomes. However, I suspect that what you know of me is not who I am, or of who I am trying to become. The weight of the family name is, as you might expect, a heavy one, but I seek no pity for that. Understand me, I intend to make my own mark I this world.”
Matt had no delusions that Leah wanted to make her mark and he had no doubt she would one day. However, her decision to do so in Kalispell might not be the right one. Still he wanted to help her out despite her family connections. The Wentworth men were always ones to help a lady out when needed.
"If you don't mind me asking, but why Kalispell? As you said I am well aware of your family. So is the whole town and every ranch and farm within one hundred miles of here. Even if the town council approves your plan it will always be an uphill battle for you. Maybe it would've been wiser to try this sort of thing in a place where they don't know you or your family."
After he had finished dealing with Ruth Johnson and her concerns over if there was going to be enough refreshments, Matt head towards the hotel restaurant. Even though some of the ladies had turned up early it would be a while before the proceedings got under way. No doubt the ladies who had come early would find plenty of things to do and talk about
Scanning the restaurant, he could see Leah Steelgrave sitting by herself at one of the tables. As the owner of the Belle, it was his duty to converse with the guests, especially the ones who paid for the more expensive rooms. He didn't mind mingling with the other guests and sometimes he preferred to but the more well endowed guests sometimes expected to be treated more royally.
On the surface, Leah seemed to a pleasant woman but it was underneath that concerned him. From what he knew of the Steelgraves since he had been living in Kalispell and what he knew about them from the dossier that the Secret Service had on them it didn't look good for Leah and her plans for the town. It also didn't help that she had her own personal bodyguards watching her every step. If she wasn't a Steelgrave, then the town would welcome her with open arms but she was and she had to live with whatever came her way because of it.
Going up to Leah, Matt smiled graciously, "Good afternoon, Miss Steelgrave."
Matt patiently listened to Mrs. Miggins explanation on why she was dressed as she put it Liberty. He wondered how got to be in here in the first place. One minute he was making sure that the Ladies Society committee had everything under control and the next minute he had been bailed up by the older woman who was pointing to Miss Mudd and telling him that she was the one who had said it was fancy dress.
A frown appeared on his face. It seemed Miss Mudd had taken some liberties herself. For a moment, he thought a going over and give her a lesson about how not make assumptions without checking first but he decided not to. It was best that her employer deal with the situation.
"If there were a prize you certainly would be the winner, Mrs. Miggins. As for Miss Mudd, I think you better take up the matter with Matilda Devereau. She has taken on the responsibility of caring for the young girl. I have no doubt Miss Devereau will make sure that she doesn't do something like this again."
Quickly scanning the room, he could see Ruth Johnson frantically waving at him. Suppressing a sigh of relief, he smiled graciously at Mrs. Miggins, "Now, if you will excuse, Mrs. Johnson needs my assistance. I hope you will have an enjoyable afternoon."
Mature Content: No
With: Matt Wentworth and others When: Mid April 1875 Time of Day: Morning and Afternoon
Matt was looking over the last of the preparations for the event that was being held in the hotel's ballroom later that day. The Kalispell Ladies' Society were having a special afternoon tea and had invited a few speakers to come along. One of the invited was Leah Steelgrave, who Matt presumed was going to present her project for approval in the hopes of getting the ladies to influence their husbands and others about the benefits of having a hospital and orphanage. The spring dance at Horace Simkin's barn was last week and the town meeting to vote on whether or not to accept Miss Steelgrave's offer would be held in about a week or so.
In a way, he felt sorry for Leah. The Steelgrave name was proving to be more than just a hinderance. She was having a tough time proving that she was doing this on her own and that her father had nothing to do with it. The afternoon tea would be one of the few opportunities the lady would get to present her side.
As for the afternoon tea, it was coming along nicely. Ruth Johnson was busy organising the last of the seating and going over the guest list. When he told her about inviting a Miss Arabella Mudd to the party, Ruth had been a bit perplexed as she wasn't familiar with her. He told her that she was one of the survivors of Whitefish and Ruth seemed to be all right with that, mentioning something about being kind to the poor unfortunate souls who had survived the tragedy. Matt smiled at what she might have said if he had told her that Miss Mudd was now under the protection of the owners of the Stardust Saloon. He didn't have objections to it and Ruth probably wouldn't either but there would be one or two members of the Ladies Society that might.
Pulling out his watch, he noted the time. In about two hours, the room would be filled with women eating and chatting away. His plan was to spend the time in his office and be on hand just in case he was needed. However, he made a mental note that if Sarah turned up, he would make the time to say hello.
Matt leaned slightly down, "Yes, he does but don't worry, he's not as a scary as he looks."
Straightening up, Matt escorted the young lady to his father. For a moment, he thought about using her name but stopped quickly. He knew her name, in fact he knew all the names of the people in Lorenzo Crabbe's little group but showing that he did would inevitably bring trouble as he was unsure of the exact relationship between her and her protector (a term which he used rather loosely). If she mentioned that a stranger she had only met that morning knew her name, then Crabbe might get suspicious.
His father watching him approached, smiled, "Well, who do we have here."
Matt let go of Bridget's arm and looked at her, "May, I introduce Charles Wentworth, Senior the owner of the Kalispell Bank and this is...pardon me, I forgot to ask what your name is."
Seeing that the young lady was anxious and looking around him to see inside the bank, Matt smiled, "I think it might be all right to go in now. It's still a few minutes to opening but I have some influence with the owner, so he won't mind."
Offering his arm, he glanced at Bridget, "Shall we?"
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