James Francis Edward Stuart

James Francis Edward Stuart

James Francis Edward, Prince of Wales (James Francis Edward Stuart; the Chevalier de St George or "The Old Pretender" or "The Old Chevalier"; 10 June 1688 – 1 January 1766) was the son of the deposed James II of England (James VII of Scotland). As such, he claimed the English, Scottish and Irish thrones (as James III of England and Ireland and James VIII of Scotland) from the death of his father in 1701, when he was recognized as king of England, Scotland and Ireland by his cousin Louis XIV of France. Following his death in 1766 he was succeeded by his son Charles Edward Stuart in the Jacobite Succession. Had his father not been deposed, there would have been only two monarchs during his lifetime; his father and himself. In reality there were six; the last three Stuarts and the first three Hanoverians. Although the ruling, Protestant, Stuarts died out with his half-sister, Queen Anne, the very last remaining Stuarts were James and his sons, and their endeavours to regain their (putatively) rightful throne whilst remaining devoted to their Catholic faith is remembered in history as Jacobitism.

Read more about James Francis Edward Stuart:  Birth and Childhood, Struggle For The Throne, Life As Pretender, Ancestry

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