Vere Harmsworth Professor of Imperial and Naval History

Vere Harmsworth Professor Of Imperial And Naval History

The Vere Harmsworth Professorship of Imperial and Naval History is one of the senior professorships in history at the University of Cambridge. After the Beit Professorship of Colonial History at Oxford (founded in 1905) and the Rhodes Professorship of Imperial History at King's College London (founded in 1918), it is the third oldest chair in its subject in the world.

In 1919 Harold Harmsworth, 1st Viscount Rothermere endowed a "Professorship of Naval History" at Cambridge with a donation of £20,000 from, in memory of his son Vere who was killed at the Battle of Ancre. In 1932 the Royal Empire Society successfully campaigned for Cambridge to accept the renaming of the chair to "The Professorship of Imperial and Naval History", under which rubric a new professor was appointed in 1933. Among the holders of this prestigious chair, only Admiral Sir Herbert Richmond and Eric Walker have specialized in naval history, while the others have tended to be scholars of imperial history.

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