The snow was really deep enough to be made an excuse for not going on, and William was for returning home a second time.  Horatio, however, would not be persuaded again.  “We must go on,” he said; “remember, brother, it was left to our honor.”

When only twelve years old, young Nelson’s ambition urged him to try his fortune at sea.  His uncle, Captain Maurice Suckling, commanded the Raisonnable, a ship of sixty-four guns, and the boy thought it would be good fortune, indeed, if he could get an opportunity to serve under him.  “Do, William,” he said to his brother, “write to my father, and tell him that I should like to go to sea with Uncle Maurice.”

On hearing of his son’s wishes, Mr. Nelson at once wrote to Captain Suckling.  The latter wrote back without delay:  “What has poor Horatio done, who is so weak, that he, above all the rest, should be sent to rough it out at sea?  But let him come, and the first time we go into action, a cannon ball may knock off his head and provide for him at once.”

This was not very encouraging for a delicate boy of twelve.  But Horatio was not daunted.  His father took him to London, and there put him into the stage coach for Chatham, where the Raisonnable was lying at anchor.

He arrived at Chatham during the temporary absence of his uncle, so that there was no friendly voice to greet him when he went on board the big ship.  Homesick and heartsick, he passed some of the most miserable days of his life on the Raisonnable.  The officers treated the sailors with a harshness bordering on cruelty.  This treatment, of course, increased the natural roughness of the sailors; and, altogether, the conditions were such that Horatio’s opinion of the Royal Navy was sadly altered.

But in spite of the separation from his brother William, who had been his schoolmate and constant companion, and all his other loved ones, the hardships he had to endure as a sailor boy among rough officers and rougher men, and his physical weakness, his courage did not fail him.  He stuck bravely to his determination to be a sailor.

Later, the lad went on a voyage to the West Indies, in a merchant ship commanded by Mr. John Rathbone.  During this voyage, his anxiety to rise in his profession and his keen powers of observation, which were constantly exercised, combined to make him a practical sailor.

After his return from the West Indies, his love of adventure was excited by the news that two ships—­the Racehorse and the Carcass —­were being fitted out for a voyage of discovery to the North Pole.  Through the influence of Captain Suckling, he secured an appointment as coxswain, under Captain Lutwidge, who was second in command of the expedition.

All went well with the Racehorse and the Carcass until they neared the Polar regions.  Then they were becalmed, surrounded with ice, and wedged in so that they could not move.

Young as Nelson was, he was put in command of one of the boats sent out to try to find a passage to the open water.  While engaged in this work he was instrumental in saving the crew of another of the boats which had been attacked by walruses.