On November 28, 1902, a young man from Igerna, California, headed north with two friends on a hunting trip, into the wilderness of southern Oregon. It was an area he would have known fairly well: He often traveled this way on his way to face the baseball nines of various small towns. The young man’s name was B.R. Logan, and he was a baseball player.
On December 1, Logan, outside the cabin where he and his companions were staying, thought he saw a deer. He bade his friends farewell and headed off in pursuit. A day passed. Then another. Then another. His friends began to worry. After two weeks, they began to despair. It was the winter, in the middle of the forest, and there was no sign of their friend.
On December 13, the Associated Press published an item about Logan’s disappearance. “MISSING BASEBALL PLAYER,” it read. By this point, the search party wasn’t looking for Logan. They were looking for his body.
The populated area of Igerna, Siskiyou, California — officially part of the city of Weed, California — is about as hard to find as populated areas in the United States gets. I have no notion of how many people live in Igerna. Its newspaper archives…