USS Brandywine (1825) - 1834: Pacific Ocean Operations

1834: Pacific Ocean Operations

Reactivated in the spring of 1834, on 4 April, Capt. David Deacon in command, and set sail on 2 June to replace Vincennes as flagship of the Pacific Squadron. She reached Rio de Janeiro, Brazil on 22 July and stayed until 14 August, when she resumed her journey down the coast and around Cape Horn.

Brandywine arrived at Valparaiso on 3 October after a stormy passage of the cape, and Commodore Alexander S. Wadsworth broke his flag in her on 1 November. For the next three years, the warship plied the waters along South America’s west coast protecting U.S. citizens and commerce.

Finally, expiring enlistments signaled the time for Brandywine to sail for home, and she departed Callao in January 1837, bringing Commodore Wadsworth back home at the conclusion of his own tour of duty. After a relatively quiet 94-day passage, she reached Norfolk, Virginia, on 22 April 1837 and was placed in ordinary on 9 May 1837.

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