Download and read  "Sail Ho!" by Fenn George Manville

...but you'll soon learn not to mind that. I've often beendrenched when out in the yacht with father, but one soon got dry again. ""Didn't you catch a bad cold?" he said, out of the towel. "Oh no. "Then he looked in his little glass as he steadied himself with one hand, and then in his highly-pitched voice he said, as he looked round at mewith a faint laugh, and passed his hand over his chin--"It's a very good job, isn't it, that I don't have to shave? I'm sure Icouldn't use a razor with the ship rising and falling like this. "Thud! Whish!The little round window was darkened for a few moments, and Mr Preddleheld on with both hands. "What's that?" he cried, excitedly. "Is there any danger?""Danger? No, " I said with a laugh. "It was only a wave. Good job youhadn't opened your window. Don't you ever shave, then, sir?""No, " he said with a sigh; "my beard never came. ""Then it never will, " I remember thinking to myself as I looked at hissmooth cheeks and chin, while he carefully combed and...