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Appeals From The High Court of Chivalry

Since 1832, appeals from the High Court of Chivalry are to be heard by the Judicial Committee of the Privy Council. Before 1 February 1833, in common with the admiralty and ecclesiastical courts, appeal from the Court was to the Crown in Chancery, with appeals being heard by Commissioners appointed by letters patent under the Great Seal in each case. Sittings by these Commissioners became known as the "High Court of Delegates" by the time of the 1832 Act.

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