Assigned To The North Atlantic Blockade
Iron Age was transferred to the North Atlantic Blockading Squadron 3 September and sailed for Wilmington, North Carolina, 2 days later, arriving off New Inlet 11 September. On her fifth day of blockade duty she discovered a runner attempting to escape, drove her back, and forced her to run ashore just abreast of Fort Fisher. On 21 October she assisted USS Nansemond and USS Niphon in destroying blockade runner Venus.
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