"What is your name, young rebel?" said the British captain. "Andy Jackson." "Well, Andy Jackson, get down here and clean the mud from my boots." Andrew's gray eyes blazed as he stood up straight and proud before the haughty captain. "Sir," he said, "I am a prisoner of war, and demand to be treated as such." "You rebel!" shouted the captain. "Down with you, and clean those boots at once." The slim, tall boy seemed to grow taller, as he answered, "I'll not be the servant of any Englishman that ever lived." [Illustration] The captain was very angry. He drew his sword to hit the boy with its flat side. Andrew threw out his hand and received an ugly gash across the knuckles. Some other officers, who had seen the whole affair, cried out to the captain, "Shame! He is a brave boy. He deserves to be treated as a gentleman." Andrew was not held long as a prisoner. The British soldiers soon returned to Charleston, and he was allowed to go home. In time, Andrew Jackson became a very great man. He was elected to Congress, he was chosen judge of the supreme court of Tennessee, he was appointed general in the army, and lastly he was for eight years the president of the United States. THE LAD WHO RODE SIDESADDLE When Daniel Webster was a child he lived in the country, far from any city. He was not strong enough to work on the farm like his brothers; but he loved books and study. He was very young when he was first sent to school. The schoolhouse was two or three miles from home, but he did not mind the long walk through the woods and over the hills. He soon learned all that his teacher could teach; for he was bright and quick, and had a good memory. His father hoped that Daniel would grow up to be a wise and famous man. "But," said he, "no man can rightly succeed without an education." So it was decided that the boy should go to some school where he might be prepared for college. One evening his father said to him, "Daniel, you must be up early in the morning. You are going to Exeter with me." "To Exeter, father!" said Daniel. "Yes, to Exeter. I am going to put you in the academy there." The academy at Exeter was a famous school for preparing boys for college. It is still a famous school. But Daniel's father did not say anything about college. There were no railroads at that time, and Exeter was nearly fifty miles away. Daniel and his father would ride there on horseback. Early in the morning two horses were brought to the door. One was Mr. Webster's horse; the other was an old gray nag with a lady's sidesaddle on its back. "Who is going to ride that nag?" asked Daniel. "Young Dan Webster," answered his father. "But I don't want a sidesaddle. I'm not a lady." "I understand," said Mr. Webster. "But our neighbor, Johnson, is sending the nag to Exeter for the use of a lady who is to ride back with me. He does me a favor by allowing you to ride on the animal, and I do him a favor by taking care of it."