USS Western World (1856) - Assigned To The North Atlantic Blockade

Assigned To The North Atlantic Blockade

Western World departed New York on 16 February 1863 and arrived at Newport News, Virginia, on 11 March for duty with the North Atlantic Blockading Squadron. A week later, she towed General Putnam to Baltimore, Maryland, for repairs. Structural problems forced Western World, herself, to the Philadelphia Navy Yard late in the month; but she departed Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, on 1 April for Yorktown, Virginia, and blockade duty between the Piankatank River and Fort Monroe, Virginia.

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