USS Congress (1841) - Mediterranean and South Atlantic Ocean Operations

Mediterranean and South Atlantic Ocean Operations

Her first cruise — starting on 15 July — took her to the Mediterranean for service with the Squadron of Commodores Charles W. Morgan and Charles Morris. In December 1843, she proceeded to the east coast of South America, seizing the Buenos Aires naval squadron blockading Montevideo on 29 September 1844, where she was active until January 1845 in safeguarding U.S. trade.

She was placed in ordinary at Norfolk, Virginia in March.

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