10/30/2026
The cop knew they were coming. The village hooligans knew where he parked.
Tonight is Mischief Night, and for years in Mullica Hill, that meant an outhouse would turn up in front of Old Town Hall by morning.
The boys scouted their targets ahead of time. The hardest part wasn’t the police. It was working an outhouse loose without falling into the pit, especially if it was still in use.
The cop had a habit, and they knew it. He sat in the same spot, watching for speeders.
So the boys gave him one.
A car would tear through town and out Woodstown Road, fast enough that there was no catching it. By the time the cop could race off behind it, the car was gone. While he gave chase, the rest of the crew set the outhouse in place. Some years there were signs on the outhouse and a dressed dummy sitting inside. Sometimes the decoy car came back through town just to get the cop chasing again, for fun.
In a small village this was all in good fun, and a couple of days later, the outhouse was returned.
The tradition ran until the 1990s, when outhouses got hard to find. Indoor plumbing ended what the police never could.
The village hooligans are in their seventies and eighties now. Some of them may even be reading this, remembering how they got away with it. If you’re one of them, don’t worry. We won’t tell.