Earl of Lindsay

Earl of Lindsay is a title in the Peerage of Scotland. It was created in 1633 for John Lindsay, 10th Lord Lindsay, who later inherited the ancient Earldom of Crawford. The two earldoms remained united until the death of the twenty-second Earl of Crawford, also sixth Earl of Lindsay. Then the earldom of Lindsay passed to David Lindsay, while the earldom of Crawford became dormant because no-one could prove a claim to the title. That title was revived when a claim was proven in 1848. Both David, 7th Earl of Lindsay, and his successor Patrick, 8th Earl of Lindsay, died without sons, and the disputed claim over the earldom was resolved by the House of Lords in 1878 in favour of Sir John Trotter Bethune, 2nd Baronet.

The subsidiary titles of the Earl are: Viscount of Garnock (created 1703), Lord Lindsay of The Byres (1445), Lord Parbroath (1633) and Lord Kilbirnie, Kingsburn and Drumry (1703), all in the Peerage of Scotland. The title Viscount Garnock is used as the courtesy title for the eldest son and heir to the Earl.

The family seat is Lahill House, near Upper Largo, Fife.

Read more about Earl Of Lindsay:  Lords Lindsay of The Byres (1445), Earls of Lindsay (1633), Viscounts of Garnock (1703), Bethune Baronets, of Kilconquhar (1836)

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