Memory
Two French warships have been named for Georges Leygues:
- a light cruiser Georges Leygues that served in World War II
- an F70-type frigate Georges Leygues in current service
Political offices | ||
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Preceded by Eugène Spuller |
Minister of Public Instruction and Fine Arts 1894–1895 |
Succeeded by Raymond Poincaré |
Preceded by Charles Dupuy |
Minister of the Interior 1895 |
Succeeded by Léon Bourgeois |
Preceded by Léon Bourgeois |
Minister of Public Instruction and Fine Arts 1898–1902 |
Succeeded by Joseph Chaumié |
Preceded by Étienne Clémentel |
Minister of Colonies 1906 |
Succeeded by Raphaël Milliès-Lacroix |
Preceded by Charles Chaumet |
Minister of Marine 1917–1920 |
Succeeded by Adolphe Landry |
Preceded by Alexandre Millerand |
Prime Minister of France 1920–1921 |
Succeeded by Aristide Briand |
Minister of Foreign Affairs 1920–1921 |
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Preceded by Émile Borel |
Minister of Marine 1925–1926 |
Succeeded by René Renoult |
Preceded by René Renoult |
Minister of Marine 1926–1930 |
Succeeded by Albert Sarraut |
Preceded by André Tardieu |
Minister of the Interior 1930–1931 |
Succeeded by Pierre Laval |
Preceded by Charles Dumont |
Minister of Marine 1932–1933 |
Succeeded by Albert Sarraut |
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Name | Leygues, Georges |
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Short description | Prime Minister of France |
Date of birth | 26 October 1857 |
Place of birth | |
Date of death | 2 September 1933 |
Place of death |
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