When I was about 12 years old I read, for the first time, a classic Icelandic novel titled Sagan af Heljarslóðarorrustu (the title translates as The Battle of Hell's Domain) by Benedikt Sveinbjarnarson Gröndal (1826-1907). It is one of the earliest modern-style novels written in Icelandic, and possibly the first humorous Icelandic novel, written in a deliberately grandiloquent satirical style and telling the story of the Battle of Solferino as if it were an Icelandic Saga.
Lo and behold! This book came out of the first box we opened. It wasn't the edition I had read - I remember that as being bound in buckram - but an old, tattered second edition of the book inside a battered leather cover. When I showed the book to granny, she told me it had belonged to a good friend of hers, a man who was very good to me when I was a child and who was like a second grandfather to me. He died when I was a teenager. This of course makes it even more precious to me, but it's not a reading copy. This one is fragile and liable to fall apart in my hands if I try to read it, and there are a couple of pages missing. I might rebind it, but I think it looks quite charming in its current well-thumbed condition, so I may just end up making a clam-shell box to store it in.
click here to get a general idea of his style.